Song of Solomon 7 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman. 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 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like 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 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks 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 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses. 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 beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for 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, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit. 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 climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath 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 Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who 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. 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’s go out into the field. Let’s 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 Let’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love. 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 produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, 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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