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The Loved One

My beloved has gone down to his garden,
    to the beds of spices,
to graze his flock[a] in the gardens
    and gather lilies.
I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me.
    He is the one who grazes his flock[b] among the lilies.

The Lover

You are beautiful, my darling, like Tirzah,[c]
    lovely like Jerusalem,
        as awesome as an army with banners.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:2 The Heb. lacks his flock
  2. Song of Solomon 6:3 The Heb. lacks his flock
  3. Song of Solomon 6:4 I.e. a prominent city in the northern kingdom of Israel