The Search and the Assurance

Song of Solomon 6:1-3

My welbeloued is gone downe into his garden to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.

Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.