Verse
BSB
Berean Standard Bible
WEB
World English Bible
Where has your beloved gone, O
most
beautiful
among women? Which
way
has he
turned ?
We will
seek him with you .
Where has your beloved gone, you
fairest
among women? Where
has your
beloved
turned ,
that
we may
seek him with you ?
Beloved
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture
his
flock
in the gardens and to gather lilies.
My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed
in the gardens ,
and to gather lilies.
I belong
to
my beloved
and he
belongs
to
me;
he pastures
his
flock
among the lilies .
I am
my beloved's,
and my
beloved
is
mine.
He browses
among the lilies ,
You are as
beautiful, my darling
, as Tirzah, as
lovely as Jerusalem, as
majestic
as troops
with banners.
You are beautiful, my love
, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem, Awesome
as an
army
with banners.
Turn your eyes away
from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming
down
from
Gilead.
Turn away
your eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats ,
That
lie
along
the
side
of
Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
coming
up from the washing; each
has
its
twin,
and
not
one
of them
is lost
.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes,
Which
have
come
up from the washing; Of which
every
one
has
twins;
None
is bereaved
among
them
.
Your brow
behind
your
veil
is
like a slice
of pomegranate.
Your temples
are
like a piece
of a
pomegranate behind
your
veil
.
There are sixty queens and
eighty concubines, and maidens
without number ,
There are sixty queens ,
eighty concubines, And virgins
without number .
but
my dove, my perfect one, is unique ,
the favorite of the
mother
who bore her. The maidens
see
her and call
her blessed ;
the queens and concubines sing
her praises
.
My dove, my perfect one, is unique .
She
is
her
mother's
only
daughter.
She
is
the favorite one
of her
who bore her. The daughters
saw
her ,
and called
her blessed ,
The queens and the
concubines ,
and
they
praised
her.
Who is this
who shines
like
the dawn
, as
fair
as the moon, as
bright
as the sun, as
majestic
as the
stars
in
procession
?
Who is she
who looks
forth
as
the morning
, Beautiful
as the moon, Clear
as the sun, Awesome
as an
army
with
banners
?
I went down to
the walnut
grove to see the blossoms
of the valley, to see if
the vines
were
budding
or
the pomegranates were in bloom
.
I went down into
the nut
tree
grove ,
To see the green
plants
of the valley, To see whether
the vine
budded,
And
the pomegranates were in flower
.
Before
I
realized
it, my desire had
set me among
the
royal chariots of
my
people
.
Without
realizing
it, My desire set me with
my
royal people's
chariots. Friends
Come
back
, come
back
, O
Shulammite! Come
back
, come
back
, that we may gaze upon
you. Why do you look
at the Shulammite, as on
the dance of Mahanaim ?
Return
, return
, Shulammite! Return
, return
, that we may gaze at
you. Lover
Why do you desire
to
gaze
at the Shulammite, As at
the dance of Mahanaim?
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