| New American Standard Bible 1995 | New Living Translation |
| 1"Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, That we may seek him with you?" | 1Where has your lover gone, O woman of rare beauty? Which way did he turn so we can help you find him? Young Woman |
| 2"My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies. | 2My lover has gone down to his garden, to his spice beds, to browse in the gardens and gather the lilies. |
| 3"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies." | 3I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine. He browses among the lilies. Young Man |
| 4"You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners. | 4You are beautiful, my darling, like the lovely city of Tirzah. Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem, as majestic as an army with billowing banners. |
| 5"Turn your eyes away from me, For they have confused me; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Gilead. | 5Turn your eyes away, for they overpower me. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead. |
| 6"Your teeth are like a flock of ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. | 6Your teeth are as white as sheep that are freshly washed. Your smile is flawless, each tooth matched with its twin. |
| 7"Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. | 7Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates behind your veil. |
| 8"There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, And maidens without number; | 8Even among sixty queens and eighty concubines and countless young women, |
| 9But my dove, my perfect one, is unique: She is her mother's only daughter; She is the pure child of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying, | 9I would still choose my dove, my perfect one— the favorite of her mother, dearly loved by the one who bore her. The young women see her and praise her; even queens and royal concubines sing her praises: |
| 10'Who is this that grows like the dawn, As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the sun, As awesome as an army with banners?' | 10“Who is this, arising like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as an army with billowing banners?” Young Woman |
| 11"I went down to the orchard of nut trees To see the blossoms of the valley, To see whether the vine had budded Or the pomegranates had bloomed. | 11I went down to the grove of walnut trees and out to the valley to see the new spring growth, to see whether the grapevines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom. |
| 12"Before I was aware, my soul set me Over the chariots of my noble people." | 12Before I realized it, my strong desires had taken me to the chariot of a noble man. Young Women of Jerusalem |
| 13"Come back, come back, O Shulammite; Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!" "Why should you gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of the two companies? | 13 Return, return to us, O maid of Shulam. Come back, come back, that we may see you again. Young Man Why do you stare at this young woman of Shulam, as she moves so gracefully between two lines of dancers? |
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