Song of Solomon 8 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 If only you were like a brother to me, like one who nursed at my mother's breasts. If I found you outside I would kiss you, and no one would view me with contempt. Oh that you were like a brother to me who nursed at my mother’s breasts! If I found you outside, I would kiss you, and none would despise me. If only you were to me like a brother, who was nursed at my mother’s breasts! Then, if I found you outside, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.
2 I would lead you, I would bring you to the house of my mother who used to teach me. I would give you some spiced wine to drink, from the juice of my pomegranates. I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother— she who used to teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the juice of my pomegranate. I would lead you and bring you to my mother’s house— she who has taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.
3 Let his left hand be under my head, and let his right hand embrace me. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me! His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me.
4 Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time! I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases. Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
5 Who is this coming up from the desert, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother had gone into labor with you; there she went into labor and gave birth to you. Who is that coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother was in labor with you; there she who bore you was in labor. Who is this coming up from the wilderness leaning on her beloved? She Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labor gave you birth.
6 Set me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, passion as intense as Sheol. The flames of love are flames of fire, a blaze that comes from the LORD. Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the LORD. Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.
7 Mighty bodies of water cannot extinguish love, rivers cannot put it out. If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, he would surely be viewed with contempt. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man offered for love all the wealth of his house, he would be utterly despised. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love, it would be utterly scorned.
8 We have a little sister, and she has not yet reached maturity. What will we do for our sister to prepare her for her engagement? We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is spoken for? We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?
9 If she's a wall, on her we will build a battlement of silver. If she's a door, we will enclose her with planks of cedar. If she is a wall, we will build on her a battlement of silver, but if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar. If she is a wall, we will build towers of silver on her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.
10 I was a wall and my breasts were like towers. Then I became like one who finds peace in his eyes. I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; then I was in his eyes as one who finds peace. I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.
11 Solomon has a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers— each one is to bring 1,000 pieces of silver in exchange for its fruit. Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver. Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekels of silver.
12 My vineyard belongs to me and is at my disposal. The 1,000 are for you, Solomon, and 200 are for those who take care of its fruit. My vineyard, my very own, is before me; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred. But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.
13 You who sit in the gardens, companions are listening for your voice, but let me hear it. O you who dwell in the gardens, with companions listening for your voice; let me hear it. You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
14 Come quickly, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices. Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices. Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.
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