| English Standard Version | Berean Study Bible |
| 1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? | 1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you. |
| 2My beloved has gone down to his garden to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies. | 2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies. |
| 3I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies. | 3I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies. |
| 4You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners. | 4You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. |
| 5Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm me— Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead. | 5Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead. |
| 6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing; all of them bear twins; not one among them has lost its young. | 6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost. |
| 7Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. | 7Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. |
| 8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number. | 8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number, |
| 9My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her. | 9but 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. |
| 10“Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?” | 10Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession? |
| 11I went down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom. | 11I 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. |
| 12Before I was aware, my desire set me among the chariots of my kinsman, a prince. | 12Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people. |
| 13Return, return, O Shulammite, return, return, that we may look upon you. He Why should you look upon the Shulammite, as upon a dance before two armies? | 13Come 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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