| [an error occurred while processing this directive] | Holman Christian Standard Bible |
| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1Y Where has your love gone, most beautiful of women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you. W |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies. |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3I am my love's and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies. M |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Turn your eyes away from me, for they captivate me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from washing, each one having a twin, and not one missing. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7Behind your veil, your brow is like a slice of pomegranate. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8There are 60 queens and 80 concubines and young women without number. |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9But my dove, my virtuous one, is unique; she is the favorite of her mother, perfect to the one who gave her birth. Women see her and declare her fortunate; queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises: Y |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10Who is this who shines like the dawn-- as beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as an army with banners? W |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11I came down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding and the pomegranates blooming. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12Before I knew it, my desire put me among the chariots of my noble people. Y |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13Come back, come back, Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may look at you! M Why are you looking at the Shulammite, as you look at the dance of the two camps? |
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