Song of Solomon 7:1–8:14
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Song of Solomon 7:1–8:14 · Psalm 103 (MT: 104) · Proverbs 24:21–22 · 1 Corinthians 14:1–20
Showing Song of Solomon 7:1 through 8:14
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1Return, return, O Sunamite; return, return, and we will look at thee. What will ye see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of armies.
1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
2Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of [thy] thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.
2Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
3Thy navel is [as] a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is [as] a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
4Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.
4Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
5Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.
5Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
6Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.
6How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
7How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, [my] love!
7This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
8This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters .
8I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.
9I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose as apples;
9Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
10and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.
10I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.
11I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.
11Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
12Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12Let’s go early up to the vineyards. Let’s see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
13Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, [if] the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.
13The mandrakes produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
1I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me.
1Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
2I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.
2I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
3His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
4I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
4I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
5Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised thee up under an apple -tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she that bore thee brought thee forth.
5Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
6Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, [even] the flames thereof.
6Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of Yah.
7Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, [men] would utterly despise it.
7Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?
8We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
9If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.
9If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.
10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand [pieces] of silver .
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
12My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon [shall have] a thousand , and they that keep its fruit two hundred .
12My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear [it].
13You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
14Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.
14Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!