Song of Solomon 1 Parallel Bible Translations

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Bishops' Bible of 1568
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1 The Ballet of Ballettes of Solomon, called in Latin, Canticum Canticorum. Song of Solomon The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s. Solomon’s Song of Songs.
2 (1:1) O that he would kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is more pleasaunt then wine, Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine; Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— for your love is more delightful than wine.
3 (1:1) and that because of the good and pleasaunt sauour of thy most precious baulmes. (1:2) Thy name is a sweet smelling oyntment when it is shed foorth, therfore do the maydens loue thee. your anointing oils are fragrant; your name is oil poured out; therefore virgins love you. Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the young women love you!
4 (1:3) Drawe thou me vnto thee we wyll runne after thee. The kyng hath brought me into his priuie chaumbers: We wylbe glad and reioyce in thee, we thinke more of thy loue then of wine: they that be righteous loue thee. Draw me after you; let us run. The king has brought me into his chambers. Others We will exult and rejoice in you; we will extol your love more than wine; rightly do they love you. Take me away with you—let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers. Friends We rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. She How right they are to adore you!
5 (1:4) I am blacke (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) but yet fayre and well fauoured, like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Solomon. I am very dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. Dark am I, yet lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Kedar, like the tent curtains of Solomon.
6 (1:5) Marueyle not at me that I am so blacke, for why? the sunne hath shined vpon me: my mothers chyldren haue euyll wyll at me, they made me the keper of the vineyardes, but mine owne vineyarde haue I not kept. Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has looked upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept! Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I had to neglect.
7 (1:6) Tell me O thou whom my soule loueth, where thou feedest the sheepe, where thou makest them rest at the noone day: for why shall I be like hym that goeth wrong about the flockes of thy companions? Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture your flock, where you make it lie down at noon; for why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions? Tell me, you whom I love, where you graze your flock and where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your friends?
8 (1:7) If thou knowe not thy selfe (O thou fayrest among women) then go thy way foorth after the footesteppes of the sheepe, and feede thy goates besyde the shepheardes tentes. If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents. If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the sheep and graze your young goats by the tents of the shepherds.
9 (1:8) Unto the hoast of Pharaos charets haue I compared thee, O my loue. I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots. I liken you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariot horses.
10 (1:9) Thy cheekes and thy necke is beautifull as the turtles, and hanged with spanges and goodly iewels, Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 (1:9) a neckband of golde wyll we make thee, with siluer buttons. We will make for you ornaments of gold, studded with silver. We will make you earrings of gold, studded with silver.
12 (1:10) When the king sitteth at the table, he shall smell my Nardus: While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance. While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
13 (1:10) a bundell of myrre is my loue vnto me, he wyll lye betwixt my brestes: My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies between my breasts. My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
14 (1:10) a cluster of Camphire in the vineyardes of Engaddi is my loue vnto me. My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of Engedi. My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 (1:11) Oh howe fayre art thou my loue, Oh howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes. Behold, you are beautiful, my love; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves. How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
16 (1:11) O howe fayre art thou my beloued, howe well fauoured art thou? (1:12) Our bed is dect with flowres, Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly delightful. Our couch is green; How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant.
17 (1:12) the seelinges of our house are of Cedar tree, and our crosse ioyntes of Cipresse. the beams of our house are cedar; our rafters are pine. The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
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