| Berean Study Bible | Holman Christian Standard Bible |
| 1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you. | 1Y Where has your love gone, most beautiful of women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you. W |
| 2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies. | 2My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies. |
| 3I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies. | 3I am my love's and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies. M |
| 4You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. | 4You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners. |
| 5Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead. | 5Turn your eyes away from me, for they captivate me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead. |
| 6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost. | 6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from washing, each one having a twin, and not one missing. |
| 7Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. | 7Behind your veil, your brow is like a slice of pomegranate. |
| 8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number, | 8There are 60 queens and 80 concubines and young women without number. |
| 9but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises. | 9But my dove, my virtuous one, is unique; she is the favorite of her mother, perfect to the one who gave her birth. Women see her and declare her fortunate; queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises: Y |
| 10Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession? | 10Who is this who shines like the dawn-- as beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as an army with banners? W |
| 11I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom. | 11I came down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding and the pomegranates blooming. |
| 12Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people. | 12Before I knew it, my desire put me among the chariots of my noble people. Y |
| 13Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim? | 13Come back, come back, Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may look at you! M Why are you looking at the Shulammite, as you look at the dance of the two camps? |
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