| New King James Version | New American Standard Bible 1995 |
| 1Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, Going down from Mount Gilead. | 1"How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Mount Gilead. |
| 2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep Which have come up from the washing, Every one of which bears twins, And none is barren among them. | 2"Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. |
| 3Your lips are like a strand of scarlet, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples behind your veil Are like a piece of pomegranate. | 3"Your lips are like a scarlet thread, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. |
| 4Your neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armory, On which hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men. | 4"Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones On which are hung a thousand shields, All the round shields of the mighty men. |
| 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies. | 5"Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle Which feed among the lilies. |
| 6Until the day breaks And the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense. | 6"Until the cool of the day When the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense. |
| 7You are all fair, my love, And there is no spot in you. | 7"You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you. |
| 8Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, With me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions’ dens, From the mountains of the leopards. | 8"Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from the summit of Amana, From the summit of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains of leopards. |
| 9You have ravished my heart, My sister, my spouse; You have ravished my heart With one look of your eyes, With one link of your necklace. | 9"You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace. |
| 10How fair is your love, My sister, my spouse! How much better than wine is your love, And the scent of your perfumes Than all spices! | 10"How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of spices! |
| 11Your lips, O my spouse, Drip as the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under your tongue; And the fragrance of your garments Is like the fragrance of Lebanon. | 11"Your lips, my bride, drip honey; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. |
| 12A garden enclosed Is my sister, my spouse, A spring shut up, A fountain sealed. | 12"A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up. |
| 13Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates With pleasant fruits, Fragrant henna with spikenard, | 13"Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard plants, |
| 14Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, With all the chief spices— | 14Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices. |
| 15A fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And streams from Lebanon. | 15"You are a garden spring, A well of fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon." |
| 16Awake, O north wind, And come, O south! Blow upon my garden, That its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come to his garden And eat its pleasant fruits. | 16"Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!" |
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