King James Version (KJV)

Song of Solomon 6:4

“Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.”

Verse in context — Song of Solomon 6

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

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

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

Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

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.

A poetic celebration of love and intimacy, often seen as a picture of God’s love.