Song of Songs 6:4-10

4You are beautiful, my darling, like the lovely city of Tirzah. Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem, as majestic as an army with billowing banners.

5Turn your eyes away, for they overpower me. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.

6Your teeth are as white as sheep that are freshly washed. Your smile is flawless, each tooth matched with its twin.

7Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates behind your veil.

8Even among sixty queens and eighty concubines and countless young women,

9I would still choose my dove, my perfect one— the favorite of her mother, dearly loved by the one who bore her. The young women see her and praise her; even queens and royal concubines sing her praises:

10“Who is this, arising like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as an army with billowing banners?”