4  ^lYou are beautiful as ^mTirzah, ⁿmy love,

lovely as Jerusalem,

awesome as an army with banners.

5  Turn away your eyes from me,

for they overwhelm me—

^oYour hair is like a flock of goats

leaping down the slopes of Gilead.

6  ^pYour teeth are like a flock of ewes

that have come up from the washing;

all of them bear twins;

not one among them has lost its young.

7  ^qYour cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate

behind your veil.

8  There are sixty queens and eighty concubines,

and virgins without number.

9  ^rMy dove, my perfect one, is the only one,

the only one of her mother,

pure to her who bore her.

The young women saw her and called her blessed;

the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.