| New American Standard Bible 1995 | New International Version |
| 1"Where 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, most beautiful of women? Which way did your beloved turn, that we may look for him with you? |
| 2"My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies. | 2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies. |
| 3"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies." | 3I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies. |
| 4"You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners. | 4You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. |
| 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. | 5Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead. |
| 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. | 6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is missing. |
| 7"Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. | 7Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate. |
| 8"There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, And maidens without number; | 8Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number; |
| 9But my dove, my perfect one, is unique: 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, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying, | 9but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her. |
| 10'Who is this that grows like the dawn, As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the sun, As awesome as an army with banners?' | 10Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession? |
| 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. | 11I 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. |
| 12"Before I was aware, my soul set me Over the chariots of my noble people." | 12Before I realized it, my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people. |
| 13"Come back, come back, O Shulammite; Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!" "Why should you gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of the two companies? | 13Come 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? |
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