| King James Bible | International Standard Version |
| 1I 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. | 1I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love. |
| 2I 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. | 2I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night." |
| 3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? | 3"I've taken off my clothes — am I supposed to put them on again? I've washed my feet— am I supposed to get them dirty again?" |
| 4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. | 4My beloved reached out his hand for the latch. My feelings for him were aroused. |
| 5I 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. | 5I got up to open the door, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handle of the lock. |
| 6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. | 6I opened the door for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away; he was gone! My very life went out when he departed. I searched for him, but couldn't find him. I called out to him, but he didn't answer. |
| 7The 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. | 7The watchmen making their rounds through the city found me. They beat me, they bruised me. Those guarding the walls took my cloak from me. |
| 8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love. | 8I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love." |
| 9What 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? | 9What is so special about your beloved, most beautiful of women? What is so special about your beloved, that you charge us like this? |
| 10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. | 10My beloved is dazzling, with a dark and healthy complexion, outstanding among ten thousand. |
| 11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. | 11His head is pure gold, his hair is wavy, black like a raven. |
| 12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set. | 12His eyes are like doves by streams of water, bathed in milk, mounted like jewels. |
| 13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. | 13His cheeks are like beds of spices, like towers of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with liquid myrrh. |
| 14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. | 14His hands are rods of gold, set with beryl. His stomach is carved ivory, inlaid with sapphires. |
| 15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. | 15His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice like its cedars. |
| 16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. | 16His mouth is sweetness, and all of him is desirable. This is my beloved, this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem! |
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