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 women) whither is thy loue departed, that we may seke hym with the? Song of Songs 6:2 My loue is gone doune into hys garden, vnto the swete smelling beddes, that he maye refreshe him self in the garden, and gather floures. Song of Songs 6:3 My loue is myne and I am hys, which fedeth among the Lylyes.
Christ sheweth the graces of the Church,
Song of Songs 6:4 Thou art pleasaunt (O my loue) euen as louelynesse it self, thou art fayre as Ierusalem, glorious as an army of men, with their banners. Song of Songs 6:5 (Turne awaye thyne eyes fro me, for thei make me to proude.) Thy heery lockes are lyke a flocke of goates vpon þe mount of Galaad. Song of Songs 6:6 Thy teth are like a flocke of shepe that be clypped, which go out of the wasshyng place: where euery one beareth twoo twynes, and not one vnfruteful among them. Song of Songs 6:7 Thy chekes are lyke a pece of pomegranate besydes that which lyeth hyd within. Song of Songs 6:8 There are thre score Quenes, foure score concubines, & yong women without numbre. Song of Songs 6:9 But one is my doue, my derling. She is the onely beloued of her mother, and deare vnto her þt bare her. When the daughters sawe her, they sayde, she was blessed: Yea the Quenes and concubynes praysed her.
and his love towards her.
Song of Songs 6:10 What is she this, that pepeth out as the mornynge? fayre as the moone, excellent as the sunne, glorious as an army of men with their baners. Song of Songs 6:11 I went doune into the nutte garden, to se what grew by þe brokes, to loke if þe vineyarde florished, & if þe pomegranates were shot forth. Song of Songs 6:12 Then the charettes of the prynce of my people made me sodenly afrayde. Song of Songs 6:13 Turne agayn, turne agayn, O thou Sulamite, turne agayne, turne agayne, that we may loke vpon the. What pleasure haue ye more in the Sulamite, than when she daunseth among the men of warre?