10 My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand. 11 His head is [as] the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven. 12 His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, [and] fitly set. 13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, [As] banks of sweet herbs: His lips are [as] lilies, dropping liquid myrrh. 14 His hands are [as] rings of gold set with beryl: His body is [as] ivory work overlaid [with] sapphires. 15 His legs are [as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. 16 His mouth is most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?