'Flock' in the Bible

“Tell me, O you whom my soul loves,Where do you pasture your flock,Where do you make it lie down at noon?For why should I be like one who veils herselfBeside the flocks of your companions?”

“If you yourself do not know,Most beautiful among women,Go forth on the trail of the flockAnd pasture your young goatsBy the tents of the shepherds.

“My beloved is mine, and I am his;He pastures his flock among the lilies.

“How beautiful you are, my darling,How beautiful you are!Your eyes are like doves behind your veil;Your hair is like a flock of goatsThat have descended from Mount Gilead.

“Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewesWhich have come up from their washing,All of which bear twins,And not one among them has lost her young.

“My beloved has gone down to his garden,To the beds of balsam,To pasture his flock in the gardensAnd gather lilies.

“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,He who pastures his flock among the lilies.”

“Turn your eyes away from me,For they have confused me;Your hair is like a flock of goatsThat have descended from Gilead.

“Your teeth are like a flock of ewesWhich have come up from their washing,All of which bear twins,And not one among them has lost her young.