Verse
WEB
World English Bible
BSB
Berean Standard Bible
Where has your beloved gone, you
fairest
among women? Where
has your
beloved
turned ,
that
we may
seek him with you ?
Beloved
Where has your beloved gone, O
most
beautiful
among women? Which
way
has he
turned ?
We will
seek him with you .
My beloved has gone down to 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 pasture
his
flock
in the gardens and to gather lilies.
I am
my
beloved's,
and
my beloved is
mine.
He browses
among the lilies ,
I belong
to
my beloved and
he belongs
to
me;
he
pastures
his
flock
among the lilies .
You are beautiful, my love
, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem, Awesome
as an
army
with banners.
You are as
beautiful, my darling
, as Tirzah, as
lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic
as
troops
with banners.
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.
Turn your eyes away
from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming
down
from
Gilead.
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 teeth are like a flock of sheep
coming
up from the washing; each
has its
twin,
and
not
one
of
them is
lost
.
Your temples
are
like a piece
of a
pomegranate behind
your
veil
.
Your brow
behind
your
veil
is
like a slice
of pomegranate.
There are sixty queens ,
eighty concubines, And virgins
without number .
There are sixty queens and
eighty concubines, and maidens
without number ,
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.
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
.
Who is she
who looks
forth
as
the morning
, Beautiful
as the moon, Clear
as the sun, Awesome
as an
army
with
banners
?
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
?
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
.
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
.
Without
realizing
it, My desire set me with
my
royal people's
chariots. Friends
Before
I
realized
it, my desire had
set me among
the
royal chariots of
my
people
.
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?
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 ?
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