Song Of Solomon 6

Song Of Solomon 6

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Verse 1
[a]Where has your beloved gone,
O most beautiful among women?
Where has your beloved turned,
That we may seek him with you?”

Where has your beloved gone,
    most beautiful of women?
Which way did your beloved turn,
    that we may look for him with you?

She

Verse 2
[b]My beloved has gone down to his garden,
To the beds of balsam,
To pasture his flock in the gardens
And gather lilies.
My beloved has gone down to his garden,
    to the beds of spices,
to browse in the gardens
    and to gather lilies.
Verse 3
“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,
He who pastures his flock among the lilies.”

I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;
    he browses among the lilies.

He

Verse 4
[c]You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,
As lovely as Jerusalem,
As awesome as [d]an army with banners.
You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,
    as majestic as troops with banners.
Verse 5
“Turn your eyes away from me,
For they have confused me;
Your hair is like a flock of goats
That have descended from Gilead.
Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending 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 [e]lost her young.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.
Verse 7
“Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate
Behind your veil.
Your temples behind your veil
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.
Verse 8
“There are sixty queens and eighty concubines,
And [f]maidens without number;
Sixty queens there may be,
    and eighty concubines,
    and virgins beyond number;
Verse 9
But my dove, my perfect one, is [g]unique:
She is her mother’s [h]only daughter;
She is the pure child of the one who bore her.
The [i]maidens saw her and called her blessed,
The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

but my dove, my perfect one, is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favourite of the one who bore her.
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

Friends

Verse 10
‘Who is this that [j]grows like the dawn,
As beautiful as the full moon,
As pure as the sun,
As awesome as [k]an army with banners?’
Who is this that appears like the dawn,
    fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
    majestic as the stars in procession?

He

Verse 11
“I went down to the orchard of nut trees
To see the blossoms of the valley,
To see whether the vine had budded
Or the pomegranates had bloomed.
I went down to the grove of nut trees
    to look at the new growth in the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
    or the pomegranates were in bloom.
Verse 12
“Before I was aware, my soul set me
Over the chariots of [l]my noble people.”

Before I realised it,
    my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.[a]

Friends

Verse 13
[m][n]Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!”

[o]Why should you gaze at the Shulammite,
As at the dance of [p]the two companies?

Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
    come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

He

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite
    as on the dance of Mahanaim?[b]