Song of Solomon 7 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist. How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand. How beautiful your sandaled feet, O prince’s daughter! Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of an artist’s hands.
2 Thy navel is a round goblet, [which] wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies; Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies. Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle; Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus; Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus. Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.
5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets! Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses. Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, [my] love, in delights! How beautiful and pleasant you are, O loved one, with all your delights! How beautiful you are and how pleasing, my love, with your delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters. Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters. Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples, I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its fruit. Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples, I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ... That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep. and your mouth like the best wine. She It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth. and your mouth like the best wine. She May the wine go straight to my beloved, flowing gently over lips and teeth.
10 I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me. I am my beloved’s, and his desire is for me. I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
11 -- Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages. Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields and lodge in the villages; Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.
12 We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, [If] the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves. let us go out early to the vineyards and see whether the vines have budded, whether the grape blossoms have opened and the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved. The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and beside our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved. The mandrakes send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.
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