The church professes her faith in Christ.

Friends

6:1 Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women?
Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?

Beloved

6:2 My beloved has gone down to his garden,
to the beds of spices,
to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

6:3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine.
He browses among the lilies,

Christ shews the graces of the church;

6:4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah,
lovely as Jerusalem,
awesome as an army with banners.

6:5 Turn away your eyes from me,
for they have overcome me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats,
that lie along the side of Gilead.

6:6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes,
which have come up from the washing;
of which every one has twins;
none is bereaved among them.

6:7 Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

6:8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines,
and virgins without number.

6:9 My dove, my perfect one, is unique.
She is her mother’s only daughter.
She is the favorite one of her who bore her.
The daughters saw her, and called her blessed;
the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

and his love towards her.

6:10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning,
beautiful as the moon,
clear as the sun,
and awesome as an army with banners?

6:11 I went down into the nut tree grove,
to see the green plants of the valley,
to see whether the vine budded,
and the pomegranates were in flower.

6:12 Without realizing it,
my desire set me with my royal people’s chariots.

Friends

6:13 Return, return, Shulammite!
Return, return, that we may gaze at you.

Lover
Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite,
as at the dance of Mahanaim?