Song Of Solomon 6
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Verse 1
“Where has your beloved gone,
O most beautiful among women?
Where is your beloved hiding himself,
That we may seek him with you?”
O most beautiful among women?
Where is your beloved hiding himself,
That we may seek him with you?”
(The Shulammite Bride)
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
Verse 2
“My beloved has gone down to his garden,
To the beds of balsam,
To feed his flock in the gardens
And gather lilies.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Verse 3
“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,
He who feeds his flock among the lilies.”
(The Bridegroom)
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
Verse 4
“You are as beautiful as [a]Tirzah, my darling,
As lovely as Jerusalem,
As majestic as an army with banners!
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Verse 5
“Turn your [flashing] eyes away from me,
For they have confused and overcome me;
Your hair is like [the shimmering black fleece of] a flock of [Arabian] goats
That have descended from Mount Gilead.
Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Verse 6
“Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
Which have come up from their washing,
All of which bear twins,
And not one among them has lost her young.
Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
Verse 7
“Your temples are like a slice of the pomegranate
Behind your veil.
As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
Verse 8
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
Verse 9
But my dove, my perfect one, stands alone [above them all];
She is her mother’s only daughter;
She is the pure child of the one who bore her.
The maidens saw her and called her blessed and happy,
The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Verse 10
‘Who is this that looks down like the dawn,
Fair and beautiful as the full moon,
Clear and pure as the sun,
As majestic as an army with banners?’
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Verse 11
“I went down to the orchard of nut trees
To see the flowers of the valley,
To see whether the grapevine had budded
And the pomegranates were in flower.
I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
Verse 12
“Before I was aware [of what was happening], my desire had brought me
Into the area of the princes of my people [the king’s retinue].”
(The Chorus)
Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
Verse 13
“Return, return, O Shulammite;
Return, return, that we may gaze at you.”
Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.