Catholic Public Domain Version
"Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead."
— Song Of Solomon 6:4, Catholic Public Domain Version
“Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.”
“ Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners. ”
“You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.”
“The Renewal of LoveThe Lover to His Beloved: My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as bannered armies!”
“Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.”
“You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.”
“Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.”
Bride: My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies.
I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies.
Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren.
Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.