Song of Songs 6
The Church professeth her faith in Christ.
Song of Songs 6:1 Whither is thy loue gone then (O thou fayrest amonge wemen) whither is is thy loue departed? we will seke him with the: Song of Songs 6:2 My loue is gone downe into hys garden, vnto the swete smellyng beddes, that he may refresh hym self in the garden, and gather roses. Song of Songs 6:3 My loue is myne & I am his, which fedeth amonge the roses.
Christ sheweth the graces of the Church,
Song of Songs 6:4 Thou art beautyfull, o my loue, as is the place of Thirza, thou art fayre as Ierusalem, fearfull as an armye of men, wt theyr banners. Song of Songs 6:5 Turne awaye thyne eyes fro me, for they haue set me on fyre. Thy hearrye lockes are lyke a flocke of goates shorne vpon the mount of Gilead. Song of Songs 6:6 Thy teth are lyke a flock of shorne shepe, which go out of þe washyng place: where euery one beareth twyns, & not one vnfrutefull among them. Song of Songs 6:7 Thy chekes are lyke a pece of a pomgranate, With in thy volupers. Song of Songs 6:8 There are .lx. Quenes .lxxx. wyues, and dameselles without nombre. Song of Songs 6:9 One is my doue, one is my derlynge. She is the onely beloued of her mother, & deare vnto her þt bare her. When þe daughters sawe her, they sayde, she was blessed. Yee the Quenes and wyues praysed her.
and his love towards her.
Song of Songs 6:10 What is she this, þt loketh forth as the mornynge? fayre as the moone, cleare as the sunne, and fearful as an armye of men wt their baners. Song of Songs 6:11 I wente downe into þe nutt garden, to se what grewe by þe brokes, & to loke yf the vyneyarde florished, or yf þe pomgranates were shot forth. Song of Songs 6:12 I knewe not þt my soule had made me þe charyote of the people that be vnder tribute. Song of Songs 6:13 Turne againe, turne agayne. O thou perfecte one turne ageyne, turne agayne, & we will loke vpon the. What wil ye se in the Sulamyte? She is lyke men of warre singynge in a companye.