6:1 Whither is thy kinsman gone, thou
beautiful among women? whither has thy kinsman turned aside? [tell us], and
we will seek him with thee.
6:2 My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed
[his flock] in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
6:3 I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.
6:4 Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem,
terrible as [armies] set in array.
6:5 Turn away thine eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: thy hair
is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.
6:6 Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the
washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: thy
lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely.
6:7 Thy cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate, [being seen] without thy
veil.
6:8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without
number.
6:9 My dove, my perfect one is one; she is the [only] one of her mother; she
is the choice of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and the queens
will pronounce her blessed, yea, and the concubines, and they will praise
her.
6:10 Who is this that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, choice
as the sun, terrible as [armies] set in array?
6:11 I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley,
to see if the vine flowered, [if] the pomegranates blossomed.
6:12 There I will give thee my breasts: my soul knew [it] not: it made me as
the chariots of Aminadab.
6:13 Return, return, O Sunamite; return, return, and we will look at thee.
What will ye see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of armies. |
6:1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou
fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek
him with thee.
6:2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed
in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
6:3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
6:4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible
as an army with banners.
6:5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as
a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6:6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof
every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
6:7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
6:8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins
without number.
6:9 My 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 blessed
her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
6:10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear
as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
6:11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley,
and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
6:12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
6:13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon
thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two
armies. |