What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us?
Whither has your beloved gone, O fairest among women? Whither has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your kids beside the shepherds' tents.
For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; he had no form or comeliness that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him.
Glorious things are spoken of you, O city of God. Selah
with all kinds of wealth. The princess is decked in her chamber with gold-woven robes;
And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, full of grace and truth; we have beheld his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father.
And when he entered Jerusalem, all the city was stirred, saying, “Who is this?”
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the hinds of the field, that you stir not up nor awaken love until it please.