Song of Songs 6:4-10

4Thou art fair, my love, as TirzahH8656, Comely as JerusalemH3389, Terrible as troops with banners:

5TurnH5437 away thine eyesH5869 from me, For they overcome me. Thy hairH8181 is as a flockH5739 of goatsH5795 On the slopes of GileadH1568.

6Thy teethH8127 are like a flockH5739 of sheep Which goH5927 up from the washingH7367; Which have all borne twinsH8382, And none is barren among them.

7As a piece of a pomegranateH7416 are thy templesH7541 Behind thy veilH6777.

8There are threescore queensH4436, and fourscore concubinesH6370, And virgins without numberH4557:

9My doveH3123, mine undefiled, is but oneH259; She is the only oneH259 of her motherH517, She is the choice oneH259 of her that boreH3205 her. The daughtersH1323 sawH7200 her, and they calledH833 her blessed; The queensH4436 and the concubinesH6370, and they praisedH1984 her.

10Who is she that looketh forth as the dawnH7837, Fair as the moonH3842, clear as the sunH2535, Terrible as troops with banners?