Canticle of Canticles 6

NEW JERUSALEM	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 CHORUS: Where did your lover go, O loveliest of women? Which way did your lover turn so that we canhelp you seek him?	1 Bride: "My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies."
2 BELOVED: My love went down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock on the grass andgather lilies.	2 "I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies."
3 I belong to my love, and my love to me. He pastures his flock among the lilies.	3 Groom to Bride: "My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array."
4 LOVER: You are fair as Tirzah, my beloved, enchanting as Jerusalem, formidable as an army!	4 "Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead."
5 Turn your eyes away from me, they take me by assault! Your hair is like a flock of goats surging downthe slopes of Gilead.	5 "Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren."
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes as they come up from being washed. Each one has its twin, not oneunpaired with another.	6 "Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness."
7 Your cheeks, behind your veil, are halves of pomegranate.	7 "There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number."
8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines (and countless girls).	8 "One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her."
9 My dove is my only one, perfect and mine. She is the darling of her mother, the favourite of the one whobore her. Girls have seen her and proclaimed her blessed, queens and concubines have sung her praises,	9 Chorus to Groom: "Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?"
10 'Who is this arising like the dawn, fair as the moon, resplendent as the sun, formidable as an army?'	10 Bride: "I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds."
11 I went down to the nut orchard to see the fresh shoots in the val ey, to see if the vines were buddingand the pomegranate trees in flower.	11 "I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab."
12 Before I knew . . . my desire had hurled me onto the chariots of Amminadib!	12 Chorus to Bride: "Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you."