1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
1 I'm a flower from Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
1 [She said] I am only a little rose or autumn crocus of the plain of Sharon, or a [humble] lily of the valleys [that grows in deep and difficult places].
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
2 M Like a lily among thorns,so is my darling among the young women.
2 Like a lily among thorns, so is my darling among the young women.
2 But Solomon replied, Like the lily among thorns, so are you, my love, among the daughters.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I take delight and sit down, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved [shepherd] among the sons [cried the girl]! Under his shadow I delighted to sit, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
4 He has brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love [for love waved as a protecting and comforting banner over my head when I was near him].
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
5 Sustain me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I'm weak with love.
5 Sustain me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
6 I wish that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand were embracing me!
6 [I can feel] his left hand under my head and his right hand embraces me!
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
7 Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!
7 [He said] I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field [which are free to follow their own instincts] that you not try to stir up or awaken [my] love until it pleases.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
8 The voice of my beloved! Look! He's coming, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
8 [Vividly she pictured it] The voice of my beloved [shepherd]! Behold, he comes, leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, gazing through the lattice.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind the wall of our house, he looks in through the windows, he glances through the lattice.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
10 My beloved spoke to me: "Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on.
10 My beloved speaks and says to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
12 Blossoms have appeared in the land. The season of songbirds has arrived, and cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
13 The fig tree has produced its fruit, the grapevines have blossomed and exude their fragrance. "Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on.
13 The fig tree puts forth and ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom and give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 “(p)O (AB)my dove, (AC)in the clefts of the (q)rock,In the secret place of the steep (r)pathway,Let me see your (s)form,(AD)Let me hear your voice;For your voice is sweet,And your (t)form is (AE)lovely.”
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
14 My dove, in the hidden places of the rocks, in the secret places of the cliffs, show me your form, and let me hear your voice. For your voice is pleasant, and your shape is lovely.
14 [So I went with him, and when we were climbing the rocky steps up the hillside, my beloved shepherd said to me] O my dove, [while you are here] in the seclusion of the clefts in the solid rock, in the sheltered and secret place of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom."
15 [My heart was touched and I fervently sang to him my desire] Take for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards [of our love], for our vineyards are in blossom.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
16 My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him. He is the one who shepherds his flock among the lilies.
16 [She said distinctly] My beloved is mine and I am his! He pastures his flocks among the lilies.
17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
17 Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn around, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.
17 [Then, longingly addressing her absent shepherd, she cried] Until the day breaks and the shadows flee away, return hastily, O my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young hart as you cover the mountains [which separate us].
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