The discourse between the church and the daughters of Jerusalem is continued in this chapter: they inquire whither her beloved was gone, in order to seek him with her, verse 1 she tells them where he was gone, and for what purpose he went thither, and what he. Was doing there; and claims and asserts her interest in him, verses 2,3. Then follows a commendation of the church by Christ; who admires her beauty, and describes her by her eyes, hair, etc., verses 4-7, and prefers her to all others, being a singular and choice one to him, and being praised by others, verses 8-10, and next he gives an account of his going into his garden, and of his design in it, and of what happened to him there, verses 11,12. And the chapter is concluded with a charge to the Shulamite to turn herself, that she might be looked upon; which occasions a question, to which an answer is returned, verse 13.

Verse 1.

Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among, women?
Whither it thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

Verse 2.

My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices,
toiled in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

Verse 3.

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine:
he feedeth among the lilies.

Verse 4.

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah ;
comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

Verse 5.

Former part.

Turn away thine eyes from me,
for they have overcome me.—

Verse 5 latter Part

—Thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

Verse 6.

Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep, which go up from the washing,
whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

Verse 7.

As a piece of pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

Verse 8.

There are threescore queens and fourscore concubines;
and virgins without number.

Verse 9.

My dove, my undefiled, is but one; the is the only one of her
mother; she is the choice one of her that bare her: the daughters
saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and
they praised her.

Verse 10.

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon,
clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

VERSE 11.

I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the fruits of the valley,
and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates
budded.

Verse 12.

Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

Verse 13.

Return, return, O Shulamite, return, return, that we may look upon
thee: What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of
two armies.