Song of Solomon 5 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I gather my myrrh with my spices, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends; drink! Drink deeply, 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 sleeping, but my heart was awake. The sound of my lover knocking! “Open to me, my sister, my friend, my dove, my perfect one! For my head is wet with dew, my hair, with the moisture 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 robe, am I then to put it on? I have bathed my feet, am I then to soil them? 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 lover put his hand in through the opening: my innermost being trembled because of 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 rose to open for my lover, my hands dripping myrrh: My fingers, flowing myrrh upon 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 for my lover— but my lover had turned and gone! At his leaving, my soul sank. I sought him, but I did not find him; I called out after 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 found me, as they made their rounds in the city; They beat me, they wounded me, they tore off my mantle, the watchmen of the walls. 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 adjure you, Daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my lover What shall you 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 How does your lover differ from any other lover, most beautiful among women? How does your lover differ from any other, that you adjure us so? 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 lover is radiant and ruddy; outstanding among thousands. My beloved is radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. My beloved is radiant and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand.
11 His head is gold, pure gold, his hair like palm fronds, as 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, Bathing in milk, sitting by brimming pools. 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 beds of spices yielding aromatic scents; his lips are lilies that drip flowing 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 arms are rods of gold adorned with gems; His loins, a work of ivory covered 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, pillars of alabaster, resting on golden pedestals. His appearance, like the Lebanon, imposing 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 sweetness itself; he is delightful in every way. Such is my lover, and such my friend, 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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