Song of Solomon 6 Parallel Bible Translations

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Geneva Bible of 1587
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1 O the fairest among women, whither is thy welbeloued gone? whither is thy welbeloued turned aside, that we may seeke him with thee? Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your beloved turn, that we may look for him with you?
2 My welbeloued is gone downe into his garden to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lilies. My beloved has gone down to his garden to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies. My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies. I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies. I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies.
4 Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners. You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners. You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 Turne away thine eyes from me: for they ouercome mee: thine heare is like a flocke of goates, which looke downe from Gilead. Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm me— Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead. Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead.
6 Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe, which goe vp from the washing, which euery one bring out twinnes, and none is barren among them. Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing; all of them bear twins; not one among them has lost its young. Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is missing.
7 Thy temples are within thy lockes as a piece of a pomegranate. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
8 There are threescore Queenes and fourescore concubines & of the damsels without nober. There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number. Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number;
9 But my doue is alone, and my vndefiled, she is the onely daughter of her mother, and shee is deare to her that bare her: the daughters haue seene her & counted her blessed: euen the Queenes and the concubines, and they haue praised her. My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her. but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her.
10 Who is shee that looketh foorth as the morning, fayre as the moone, pure as the sunne, terrible as an armie with banners! “Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?” Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession?
11 I went downe to the garden of nuttes, to see the fruites of the valley, to see if the vine budded, and if the pomegranates flourished. I went down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom. I went down to the grove of nut trees to look at the new growth in the valley, to see if the vines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 I knewe nothing, my soule set me as the charets of my noble people. Before I was aware, my desire set me among the chariots of my kinsman, a prince. Before I realized it, my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.
13 Returne, returne, O Shulamite, returne: returne that we may behold thee. What shal you see in the Shulamite, but as the company of an armie? Return, return, O Shulammite, return, return, that we may look upon you. He Why should you look upon the Shulammite, as upon a dance before two armies? Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, that we may gaze on you! He Why would you gaze on the Shulammite as on the dance of Mahanaim?
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