Song of Solomon 6:4
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You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
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Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
Beautiful in loftiness, the joy of all the earth, like the peaks of Zaphon is Mount Zion, the city of the great King.
Then Jeroboam’s wife got up and departed for Tirzah, and as soon as she stepped over the threshold of the house, the boy died.
All who pass by clap their hands at you in scorn. They hiss and shake their heads at the Daughter of Jerusalem: “Is this the city that was called the perfection of beauty, the joy of all the earth?”
O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the crevices of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is lovely.
From Zion, perfect in beauty, God shines forth.
I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
and to present her to Himself as a glorious church, without stain or wrinkle or any such blemish, but holy and blameless.
On that day, when all the nations of the earth gather against her, I will make Jerusalem a heavy stone for all the peoples; all who would heave it away will be severely injured.