Song of Solomon 2 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily [growing] in the valleys. I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2 Like a lily among thorns, so is my true love among the young women. As a lily among brambles, so is my love among the young women. Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the young women.
3 Like an apple tree among the trees in the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I want to sit in his shadow. His fruit tastes sweet to me. As an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. With great delight I sat in his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He leads me into a banquet room and looks at me with love. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. Let him lead me to the banquet hall, and let his banner over me be love.
5 Strengthen me with raisins and refresh me with apples because I am weak from love. Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love. Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.
6 His left hand is under my head. His right hand caresses me. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me! His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
7 Young women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or by the does in the field that you will not awaken love or arouse love before its proper time. I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases. Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
8 I hear my beloved's voice. Look! Here he comes, sprinting over the mountains, racing over the hills. The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. Listen! My beloved! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, peeking through the window, looking through the lattice. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
10 My beloved said to me, |Get up, my true love, my beautiful one, and come with me. My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away, My beloved spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me.
11 Look! The winter is past. The rain is over and gone. for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
12 Blossoms appear in the land. The time of the songbird has arrived. The cooing of the mourning dove is heard in our land. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
13 The green figs ripen. The grapevines bloom and give off a fragrance. Get up, my true love, my beautiful one, and come with me. The fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.”
14 My dove, in the hiding places of the rocky crevices, in the secret places of the cliffs, let me see your figure and hear your voice. Your voice is sweet, and your figure is lovely.| O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the crannies of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that ruin vineyards. Our vineyards are blooming. Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.” Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his. He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies. My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies. My beloved is mine and I am his; he browses among the lilies.
17 When the day brings a cooling breeze and the shadows flee, turn around, my beloved. Run like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains that separate us! Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on cleft mountains. Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the rugged hills.
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