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The Torment of Separation | ||||
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| 1 "I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers." | 1 I am come into 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, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. | 1 My bride, my sister, I will come to my garden. I will gather my myrrh with my spice. I will eat my honeycomb with my honey. I will drink my wine with my milk. Eat, my friends! Drink and become intoxicated with expressions of love! | 1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved | 1 I am come into 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, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ones! | 2 "I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: 'Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.' | 2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. | 2 I sleep, but my mind is awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking. Open to me, my true love, my sister, my dove, my perfect one. My head is wet with dew, my hair with the dewdrops of night. | 2 I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night." | 2 I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night. | 3 "I have taken off my dress, How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet, How can I dirty them again? | 3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? | 3 I have taken off my clothes! Why should I put them on [again]? I have washed my feet! Why should I get them dirty [again]? | 3 I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them? | 3 I have put off my tunic, how should I put it on? I have washed my feet, how should I pollute them? -- | 4 "My beloved extended his hand through the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him. | 4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. | 4 My beloved put his hand through the keyhole. My heart throbbed for him. | 4 My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him. | 4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door; And my bowels yearned for him. | 5 "I arose to open to my beloved; And my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the bolt. | 5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. | 5 I got up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers were drenched with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock. | 5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock. | 5 I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the lock. | NASB | KJV | GWT | WEB | DBY |
| 6 "I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him but I did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me. | 6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. | 6 I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away. He was gone! I almost died when he left. I looked for him, but I did not find him. I called for him, but he did not answer me. | 6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left; and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn't find him. I called him, but he didn't answer. | 6 I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself; he was gone: My soul went forth when he spoke. I sought him, but I found him not; I called him, but he gave me no answer. | 7 "The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me. | 7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. | 7 The watchmen making their rounds in the city found me. They struck me! They wounded me! Those watchmen on the walls took my robe from me! | 7 The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me. | 7 The watchmen that went about the city found me; They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. | 8 "I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, As to what you will tell him: For I am lovesick." | 8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love. | 8 Young women of Jerusalem, swear to me that if you find my beloved you will tell him I am hopelessly lovesick. | 8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends | 8 I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ... What will ye tell him? That I am sick of love. | 9 "What kind of beloved is your beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of beloved is your beloved, That thus you adjure us?" | 9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us? | 9 Most beautiful of women, what makes your beloved better than any other beloved? What makes your beloved better than any other beloved that you make us swear this way? | 9 How is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you do so adjure us? Beloved | 9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, Thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved, That thou dost so charge us? | Admiration by the Bride |
| 10 "My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Outstanding among ten thousand. | 10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. | 10 My beloved is dazzling yet ruddy. He stands out among 10,000 men. | 10 My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand. | 10 My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand. | NASB | KJV | GWT | WEB | DBY |
| 11 "His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven. | 11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. | 11 His head is the finest gold. His hair is wavy, black as a raven. | 11 His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven. | 11 His head is as the finest gold; His locks are flowing, black as the raven; | 12 "His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting. | 12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set. | 12 His eyes are set like doves bathing in milk. | 12 His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, washed with milk, mounted like jewels. | 12 His eyes are like doves by the water-brooks, Washed with milk, fitly set; | 13 "His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh. | 13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. | 13 His cheeks are like a garden of spices, a garden that produces scented herbs. His lips are lilies that drip with myrrh. | 13 His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh. | 13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, raised beds of sweet plants; His lips lilies, dropping liquid myrrh. | 14 "His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires. | 14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. | 14 His hands are disks of gold set with emerald. His chest is a block of ivory covered with sapphires. | 14 His hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires. | 14 His hands gold rings, set with the chrysolite; His belly is bright ivory, overlaid with sapphires; | 15 "His legs are pillars of alabaster Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is like Lebanon Choice as the cedars. | 15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. | 15 His legs are columns of marble set on bases of pure gold. His form is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. | 15 His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. | 15 His legs, pillars of marble, set upon bases of fine gold: His bearing as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars; | NASB | KJV | GWT | WEB | DBY |
| 16 "His mouth is full of sweetness. And he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem." | 16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. | 16 His mouth is sweet in every way. Everything about him is desirable! This is my beloved, and this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem. | 16 His mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem. Friends | 16 His mouth is most sweet: Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, yea, this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. |
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