Song of Solomon 2 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 I am the flower of the plain, the lily of 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 As the lily between thorns, so is my friend between the daughters. 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 As the apple among the trees of the forest, so my beloved between the sons. In his shadow I delighted, and I sat down, and his fruit was sweet to my palate. 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 brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me was 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 Sustain me with cakes, and refresh me with apples, for I am pierced of 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, and his right shall embrace 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 I adjured you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, if ye shall awake and if ye shall arouse love till he shall desire. 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 The voice of my beloved I behold him coming leaping upon the mountains, springing upon 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 to the roe or to the fawn of the hinds: behold him standing behind our wall looking forth from the windows, glancing from the lattices. 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 answered and said to me, Rise up for thyself, my friend, my beautiful one, and go for thyself. 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 For behold, the winter passed away, the rain glided away; it went for itself. for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
12 The flowers were seen in the earth; the time of pruning came, and the voice of the turtle-dove was 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 fig tree ripened its unripe figs, and the vines are in blossom; they gave an odor. Rise up, my friend, my beautiful one, and go for thyself. 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 refuges of the rock, in the biding of the steep mountain: cause me to see thy form, cause me to hear thy voice; for thy voice is sweet and thy form becoming. 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 Seize for us the foxes, the little foxes destroying the vineyards: and our vineyards are in blossom. 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 to me, and I to him: he feeding 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 Until the day shall breathe and the shadows fled away, turn, thou, it being likened to thee, my beloved, to the roe, or to the fawn of the hind upon the mountains of section. 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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