Song of Solomon 6 — Side by side (ASV, WEB, BBE)

1Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?

1Where is your loved one gone, O most fair among women? Where is your loved one turned away, that we may go looking for him with you?

2 My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

2My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

2My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.

3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

3I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.

4 Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.

4Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.

4You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.

5Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

5Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.

6Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.

7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

7Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.

8There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.

8There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.

9My dove, my undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

9My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.

10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?

10Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?

10Who is she, looking down as the morning light, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, who is to be feared like an army with flags?

11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Andthe pomegranates were in flower.

11I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Andthe pomegranates were in flower.

11I went down into the garden of nuts to see the green plants of the valley, and to see if the vine was in bud, and the pomegranate-trees were in flower.

12Before I was aware, my soul set me Amongthe chariots of my princely people.

12Before I was conscious of it, ...

13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?

13Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?

13Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, so that our eyes may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite? A sword-dance.