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Song of Solomon 6
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1My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed [his flock] in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
1My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
2I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.
2I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.
3You are fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as [armies] set in array.
3You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
4Turn away your eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: your hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.
4Turn 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.
5Your teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely.
5Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins; not one is bereaved among them.
6Your cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate, [being seen] without your veil.
6Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
7There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
7There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
8My dove, my perfect oneis one; she is the [only] one of her mother; she is the choice of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and the queens will pronounce her blessed, yes, and the concubines , and they will praise her.
8My 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 saw her, and they praised her.
9Who is this that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, choice as the sun, terrible as [armies] set in array?
9Who is she who looks out as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
10I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, [if] the pomegranates blossomed.
10I 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.
11There I will give you my breasts: my soul knew [it] not: it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.
11Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people’s chariots.
12Return, return, O Sunamite; return, return, and we will look at you. What will you⌃ see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of armies.
12Return, 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?