Song of Solomon 4 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 Lo, thou art fair, my friend, lo, thou art fair, Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone 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 Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them. 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 As a thread of scarlet are thy lips, And thy speech is comely, As the work of the pomegranate is thy temple behind thy 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 As the tower of David is thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty. 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 Thy two breasts are as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among 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 Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto 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 Thou art all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse, 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 from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations 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 Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck. 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 wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all 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 Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk are under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments Is as 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 shut up is my sister-spouse, A spring shut up -- a fountain sealed. 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 Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits, 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 Cypresses with nard -- nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief 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 A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings 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, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant 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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