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Song of Solomon 5 Parallel Bible Translations
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| 1 | “I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have picked my myrrh along with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers.” | I came to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gathered my myrrh with my spice, I ate my honeycomb with my honey, I drank my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love! | I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Friends Eat, friends, and drink; drink your fill of love. | |
| 2 | “I was asleep, but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: ‘Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is full of dew, My locks with the damp of the night.’ | I slept, but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking. “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.” | I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.” | |
| 3 | I have taken off my long-sleeved garment, How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet, How can I dirty them again? | I had put off my garment; how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet; how could I soil them? | I have taken off my robe— must I put it on again? I have washed my feet— must I soil them again? | |
| 4 | My beloved sent forth his hand through the opening, And my feelings moaned for him. | My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. | My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him. | |
| 5 | I arose to open to my beloved; And my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock. | I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the bolt. | I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt. | |
| 6 | I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and passed by! My soul went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him, but I did not find him; I called him, but he did not answer me. | I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer. | I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had left; he was gone. My heart sank at his departure. I looked for him but did not find him. I called him but he did not answer. | |
| 7 | The watchmen who go about in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me. | The watchmen found me as they went about in the city; they beat me, they bruised me, they took away my veil, those watchmen of the walls. | The watchmen found me as they made their rounds in the city. They beat me, they bruised me; they took away my cloak, those watchmen of the walls! | |
| 8 | I call you to solemnly swear, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, What will you tell him? Tell him that I am sick with love.” | I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love. | Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you— if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him I am faint with love. | |
| 9 | “What is your beloved that he is more than any other beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your beloved that he is more than any other beloved, That thus you call us to solemnly swear?” | What is your beloved more than another beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us? | How is your beloved better than others, most beautiful of women? How is your beloved better than others, that you so charge us? | |
| 10 | “My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Lifted up as a banner among ten thousand. | My beloved is radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. | My beloved is radiant and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand. | |
| 11 | His head is like gold, fine gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven. | His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven. | His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven. | |
| 12 | His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Washed in milk, And sitting in their setting. | His eyes are like doves beside streams of water, bathed in milk, sitting beside a full pool. | His eyes are like doves by the water streams, washed in milk, mounted like jewels. | |
| 13 | His cheeks are like a bed of spices, Towers of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh. | His cheeks are like beds of spices, mounds of sweet-smelling herbs. His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh. | His cheeks are like beds of spice yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh. | |
| 14 | His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is a plate of ivory Inlaid with sapphires. | His arms are rods of gold, set with jewels. His body is polished ivory, bedecked with sapphires. | His arms are rods of gold set with topaz. His body is like polished ivory decorated with lapis lazuli. | |
| 15 | His legs are pillars of marble Set on bases of fine gold; His appearance is like Lebanon Choice as the cedars. | His legs are alabaster columns, set on bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. | His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars. | |
| 16 | His mouth is full of sweetness. And he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.” | His mouth is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. | His mouth is sweetness itself; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem. | |
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