Song of Solomon 4 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 “Behold, you are beautiful, my darling, Behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have leapt down from Mount Gilead. Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead. How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from the hills of Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them has lost its young. Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing. Each has its twin; not one of them is alone.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon; your mouth is lovely. Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones On which are hung one thousand shields, All the small shields of the mighty men. Your neck is like the tower of David, built in rows of stone; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors. Your neck is like the tower of David, built with courses of stone; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle Which feed among the lilies. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that graze among the lilies. Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle that browse among the lilies.
6 Until the day breathes And the shadows flee, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense. Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go away to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense. Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of incense.
7 “You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you. You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you. You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains of leopards. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Depart from the peak of Amana, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Descend from the crest of Amana, from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon, from the lions’ dens and the mountain haunts of leopards.
9 You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace. You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride; you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of spices! How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice! How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much more pleasing is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume more than any spice!
11 Your lips, my bride, drip honey from the comb; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. Your lips drip nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue; the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up. A garden locked is my sister, my bride, a spring locked, a fountain sealed. You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride; you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard plants, Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard, Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruits, with henna and nard,
14 Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices. nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all choice spices— nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree, with myrrh and aloes and all the finest spices.
15 You are a garden spring, A well of fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon.” a garden fountain, a well of living water, and flowing streams from Lebanon. You are a garden fountain, a well of flowing water streaming down from Lebanon.
16 “Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices flow forth. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!” Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its spices flow. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits. Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Blow on my garden, that its fragrance may spread everywhere. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice fruits.
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