1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
1 Look at you! You are beautiful, my darling. Look at you! You are so beautiful. Your eyes behind your veil are doves, your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mt. Gilead.
1 (The Bridegroom)“How fair and beautiful you are, my darling,How very beautiful!Your eyes behind your veil are like those of a dove;Your hair is like [the shimmering black fleece of] a flock of [Arabian] goatsThat have descended from Mount Gilead [beyond the Jordan].
2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep about to be sheared, who are coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young.
2 “Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewesWhich have come up from washing,All of which bear twins,And not one among them has lost her young.
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Behind your veil, your temple is like a slice of pomegranate.
3 “Your lips are like a ribbon of scarlet,And your mouth is lovely.Your temples are like a slice of the pomegranateBehind your veil.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones. A thousand shields are hung upon it, all the shields of the warriors.
4 “Your neck is like the tower of David,Built with rows of [glistening] stones,Whereon hang a thousand shields,All of them shields of warriors.
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
5 “Your two breasts are like two fawns,Twins of a gazelleWhich feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
6 Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I'll go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
6 “Until the day breaksAnd the shadows flee away,[In my thoughts] I will go my way to the mountain of myrrhAnd to the hill of frankincense.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
7 My darling, you are altogether beautiful and there is no blemish in you.
8 “Come with me from (S)Lebanon, my (T)bride,May you come with me from Lebanon.(g)Journey down from the summit of (U)Amana,From the summit of (V)Senir and Hermon,From the dens of lions,From the mountains of leopards.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
8 Come with me from Lebanon,(f)(K) my bride(L)—with me from Lebanon!Descend from the peak of Amana,from the summit of Senir and Hermon,(M)from the dens of the lions,from the mountains of the leopards.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. May you journey from the top of Amana, from the tops of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountain lairs of leopards.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
9 You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride. You have made my heart beat faster with one glance of your eyes, with one strand of your necklace.
9 “You have ravished my heart and given me courage, my sister, my [promised] bride;You have ravished my heart and given me courage with a single glance of your eyes,With one jewel of your necklace.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride. How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all kinds of spices.
11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
11 Your lips drip honey, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The scent of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
11 “Your lips, my [promised] bride, drip honey [as the honeycomb];Honey and milk are under your tongue,And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
12 My sister, my bride, is a locked garden a locked rock garden, a sealed up spring.
12 “A garden enclosed is my sister, my [promised] bride—A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up.
13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with choice fruit, henna with nard,
14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, along with myrrh and aloes, and all the finest spices.
14 Fragrant plants and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,With all trees of frankincense,Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices.
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
15 You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water, streams flowing from Lebanon.
16 “(m)Awake, O north wind,And come, wind of the south;Make my (AP)garden breathe out fragrance,Let its (n)spices (o)be wafted abroad.May (AQ)my beloved come into his gardenAnd eat its (AR)choice fruits!”
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
16 Awake, north wind, and come, south wind. Make my garden breathe out, let its fragrance flow. Let my beloved come into his garden, and let him eat its choicest fruits.
16 (The Shulammite Bride)“Awake, O north wind,And come, south wind [blow softly upon my garden];Make my garden breathe out fragrance, [for the one in whom my soul delights],Let its spices flow forth.Let my beloved come into his gardenAnd eat its choicest fruits.” Cross references: Song of Solomon 4:7 : John 14:18; Eph 5:27 Song of Solomon 4:8 : 2 Cor 11:2, 3 Song of Solomon 4:10 : John 15:9; Rom 8:35 Song of Solomon 4:13 : John 15:5; Eph 5:9 Song of Solomon 4:15 : John 4:10; 7:37, 38 end of crossrefs
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