| NET Bible | New American Standard Bible 1995 |
| 1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned? Tell us, that we may seek him with you. | 1"Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, That we may seek him with you?" |
| 2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the flowerbeds of balsam spices, to graze in the gardens, and to gather lilies. | 2"My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies. |
| 3I am my lover's and my lover is mine; he grazes among the lilies. | 3"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies." |
| 4My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as bannered armies! | 4"You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners. |
| 5Turn your eyes away from me--they overwhelm me! Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gilead. | 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. |
| 6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin; not one of them is missing. | 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. |
| 7Like a slice of pomegranate is your forehead behind your veil. | 7"Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. |
| 8There may be sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and young women without number. | 8"There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, And maidens without number; |
| 9But she is unique! My dove, my perfect one! She is the special daughter of her mother, she is the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and complimented her; the queens and concubines praised her: | 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, |
| 10"Who is this who appears like the dawn? Beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as the stars in procession?" | 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?' |
| 11I went down to the orchard of walnut trees, to look for the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines had budded or if the pomegranates were in bloom. | 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. |
| 12I was beside myself with joy! There please give me your myrrh, O daughter of my princely people. | 12"Before I was aware, my soul set me Over the chariots of my noble people." |
| 13Turn, turn, O Perfect One! Turn, turn, that I may stare at you! The Beloved to Her Lover: Why do you gaze upon the Perfect One like the dance of the Mahanaim? | 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? |
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