My lover is mine, and I am his; he feeds his flock among the lilies.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth among the lilies.
I am my beloved's [garden] and my beloved is mine! He feeds among the lilies [which grow there].
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
I belong to my lover and my lover belongs to me— the one grazing among the lilies.
Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
