| New King James Version | International Standard Version |
| 1I have come to my garden, my sister, my spouse; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends! Drink, yes, drink deeply, O beloved ones! | 1I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love. |
| 2I sleep, but my heart is awake; It is the voice of my beloved! He knocks, saying, “Open for me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one; For my head is covered with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.” | 2I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night." |
| 3I have taken off my robe; How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet; How can I defile them? | 3"I've taken off my clothes — am I supposed to put them on again? I've washed my feet— am I supposed to get them dirty again?" |
| 4My beloved put his hand By the latch of the door, And my heart yearned for him. | 4My beloved reached out his hand for the latch. My feelings for him were aroused. |
| 5I arose to open for my beloved, And my hands dripped with myrrh, My fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock. | 5I got up to open the door, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handle of the lock. |
| 6I opened for my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and was gone. My heart leaped up when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. | 6I opened the door for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away; he was gone! My very life went out when he departed. I searched for him, but couldn't find him. I called out to him, but he didn't answer. |
| 7The watchmen who went about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls Took my veil away from me. | 7The watchmen making their rounds through the city found me. They beat me, they bruised me. Those guarding the walls took my cloak from me. |
| 8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him I am lovesick! | 8I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love." |
| 9What is your beloved More than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved More than another beloved, That you so charge us? | 9What is so special about your beloved, most beautiful of women? What is so special about your beloved, that you charge us like this? |
| 10My beloved is white and ruddy, Chief among ten thousand. | 10My beloved is dazzling, with a dark and healthy complexion, outstanding among ten thousand. |
| 11His head is like the finest gold; His locks are wavy, And black as a raven. | 11His head is pure gold, his hair is wavy, black like a raven. |
| 12His eyes are like doves By the rivers of waters, Washed with milk, And fitly set. | 12His eyes are like doves by streams of water, bathed in milk, mounted like jewels. |
| 13His cheeks are like a bed of spices, Banks of scented herbs. His lips are lilies, Dripping liquid myrrh. | 13His cheeks are like beds of spices, like towers of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with liquid myrrh. |
| 14His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl. His body is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires. | 14His hands are rods of gold, set with beryl. His stomach is carved ivory, inlaid with sapphires. |
| 15His legs are pillars of marble Set on bases of fine gold. His countenance is like Lebanon, Excellent as the cedars. | 15His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice like its cedars. |
| 16His mouth is most sweet, Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, And this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem! | 16His mouth is sweetness, and all of him is desirable. This is my beloved, this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem! |
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