Song of Solomon 6 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 WHERE has your beloved gone, O you most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned aside, that we may seek him with you? 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 beloved has gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed 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 beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he feeds 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 You are beautiful and desirable, O my beloved, comely as Jerusalem, and esteemed as one chosen among beauties. 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 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me; your hair is like a flock of goats which come up from the mount of 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 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which go up from washing; every one of them bears twins, and none is bereft 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 Your cheeks, behind your veil, are like two pieces of 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 sixty queens and eighty concubines and virgins without number. There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number. Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number;
9 My perfect dove is but one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her and praised her; yea, the queens and the concubines also 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 she that looks forth like the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and revered as a princess? “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 down into the garden of walnut trees to see the fruit of the valley and to see whether the vine had blossomed and whether the pomegranates had budded. 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 And being unfamiliar with the place, I sat in the public chariot which was ready. 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 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon you. What will you see in the Shulamite, who comes down joyfully, like the rejoicing of a host? 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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