Other Translations
asv (asv) - eBible.org engASV USFM
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his flock among the lilies.
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Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,
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Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart
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Upon the mountains of Bether.
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By night on my bed
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I sought him whom my soul loveth:
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I sought him, but I found him not.
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I said, I will rise now, and go about the city;
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In the streets and in the broad ways
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I will seek him whom my soul loveth:
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I sought him, but I found him not.
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The watchmen that go about the city found me;
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To whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
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It was but a little that I passed from them,
darby (darby) - eBible.org Darby 1890 plaintext
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Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! Should I find thee without, I would kiss thee; And they would not despise me.
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I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house; Thou wouldest instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.
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His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.
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I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?
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Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.
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Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah.
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Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
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We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for? —
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If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar.
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I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
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Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand silver-pieces.
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My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand [silver-pieces] be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.
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Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear [it].
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Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
lxxbrent (lxxbrent) - Septuagint (Brenton 1851) eBible USFM
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I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me.
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I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.
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His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
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I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
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Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised thee up under an apple-tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she that bore thee brought thee forth.
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Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, [even] the flames thereof.
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Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, [men] would utterly despise it.
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Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?
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If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.
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I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.
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Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand [pieces] of silver.
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My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon [shall have] a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred.
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Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear [it].
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Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.
vul1914 (vul1914) - Vulgate 1914 UTF-8 (sacredbible.org)
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Quis mihi det te fratrem meum sugentem ubera matris meæ, ut inveniam te foris, et deosculer te, et iam me nemo despiciat?
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Apprehendam te, et ducam in domum matris meæ: ibi me docebis, et dabo tibi poculum ex vino condito, et mustum malorum granatorum meorum.
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Læva eius sub capite meo, et dextera illius amplexabitur me.
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Adiuro vos filiæ Ierusalem, ne suscitetis, neque evigilare faciatis dilectam donec ipsa velit.
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Quæ est ista, quæ ascendit de deserto, deliciis affluens, innixa super dilectum suum? Sub arbore malo suscitavi te: ibi corrupta est mater tua, ibi violata est genitrix tua.
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Pone me ut signaculum super cor tuum, ut signaculum super brachium tuum: quia fortis est ut mors dilectio. dura sicut infernus æmulatio, lampades eius lampades ignis atque flammarum.
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Aquæ multæ non potuerunt extinguere charitatem, nec flumina obruent illam: si dederit homo omnem substantiam domus suæ pro dilectione, quasi nihil despiciet eam.
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Soror nostra parva, et ubera non habet. quid faciemus sorori nostræ in die quando alloquenda est?
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Si murus est, ædificemus super eum propugnacula argentea: si ostium est, compingamus illud tabulis cedrinis.
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Ego murus: et ubera mea sicut turris, ex quo facta sum coram eo quasi pacem reperiens.
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Vinea fuit pacifico in ea, quæ habet populos: tradidit eam custodibus, vir affert pro fructu eius mille argenteos.
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Vinea mea coram me est. Mille tui pacifici, et ducenti his, qui custodiunt fructus eius.
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Quæ habitas in hortis, amici auscultant: fac me audire vocem tuam.
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Fuge dilecte mi, et assimilare capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum super montes aromatum.
web (web) - WorldEnglish.Bible — CC0 modern update of ASV
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Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
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I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
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His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
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I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
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Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
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Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.
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Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
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We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
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If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
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I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
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Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
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My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
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You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
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Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
ylt (ylt) - Bible.com YLT98 plain UTF-8
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Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
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I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
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His left hand <FI>is<Fi> under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
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I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
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Who <FI>is<Fi> this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge <FI>that<Fi> bare thee.
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Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings <FI>are<Fi> burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!
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Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down--they tread upon it.
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We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
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If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
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I <FI>am<Fi> a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
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Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
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My vineyard--my own--is before me, The thousand <FI>is<Fi> for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
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The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
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Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!