| New American Standard Bible 1995 | NET Bible |
| 1"How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Mount Gilead. | 1Oh, you are beautiful, my darling! Oh, you are beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair is like a flock of female goats descending from Mount Gilead. |
| 2"Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. | 2Your teeth are like a flock of newly-shorn sheep coming up from the washing place; each of them has a twin, and not one of them is missing. |
| 3"Your lips are like a scarlet thread, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. | 3Your lips are like a scarlet thread; your mouth is lovely. Your forehead behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. |
| 4"Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones On which are hung a thousand shields, All the round shields of the mighty men. | 4Your neck is like the tower of David built with courses of stones; one thousand shields are hung on it--all shields of valiant warriors. |
| 5"Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle Which feed among the lilies. | 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of the gazelle grazing among the lilies. |
| 6"Until the cool of the day When the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense. | 6Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee, I will go up to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. |
| 7"You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you. | 7You are altogether beautiful, my darling! There is no blemish in you! |
| 8"Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from the summit of Amana, From the summit of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains of leopards. | 8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Descend from the crest of Amana, from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon, from the lions' dens and the mountain haunts of the leopards. |
| 9"You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace. | 9You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride! You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. |
| 10"How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of spices! | 10How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine; the fragrance of your perfume is better than any spice! |
| 11"Your lips, my bride, drip honey; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. | 11Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride, honey and milk are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. |
| 12"A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up. | 12You are a locked garden, my sister, my bride; you are an enclosed spring, a sealed-up fountain. |
| 13"Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard plants, | 13Your shoots are a royal garden full of pomegranates with choice fruits: henna with nard, |
| 14Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices. | 14nard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon with every kind of spice, myrrh and aloes with all the finest spices. |
| 15"You are a garden spring, A well of fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon." | 15You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon. |
| 16"Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!" | 16Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind! Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell. May my beloved come into his garden and eat its delightful fruit! |
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