Song of Solomon 5 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 I Came to my garden, my sister, O spouse: I gathered my myrrh with my spices; I ate my droppings with my honey; I drank my wine with my milk: Eat, O friends; drink ye, and drink to the full, O beloved ones. 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 slept and my heart waked: the voice of my beloved knocks at the door; Open to me, my sister, my friend, my dove, my perfect one: my head was filled with dew, my locks with the drops 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 put off my tunic, and how shall I put it on? I washed my feet; how shall I defile 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 beloved sent his hand from the hole, and my bowels were disquieted 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 dropped myrrh, and my fingers, myrrh overflowing upon the hands of the bolt. 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, and my beloved turned about, he passed away: my soul went forth in his speaking: I sought and I found him not; I called him and he answered me not. 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 They watching going round about in the city, found me; they struck me, they wounded me: they watching the wall took away my veil 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 adjured you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye shall find my beloved, what ye shall announce to him: I am pierced by 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 thy beloved above the beloved, O beautiful one among women? What thy beloved above the beloved, that thou didst thus adjure us? 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 white and ruddy, bearing the standard of 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 purified gold, his locks waving branches, 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 as doves upon channels of waters washed with milk, sitting upon fulness. 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 as beds of spices, towers of aromatic herbs: his lips lilies, dropping overflowing 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 rings of gold completed in Tarshish: his bowels wrought ivory covered over 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 bases of white marble, founded upon of pure gold: his aspect as 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 palate, sweetness: he is all loveliness. This my beloved, and this 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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