The Bride and Her Beloved The Bridegroom 1 AKJV 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, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved. BSB BSB: I have come to 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. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved.
The Friends The Bride 2 AKJV I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, 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. BSB BSB: I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3 AKJV I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? BSB BSB: I have taken off my robe—must I put it back on? I have washed my feet—must I soil them again?
4 AKJV My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. BSB BSB: My beloved put his hand to the latch; my heart pounded for him.
5 AKJV I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, on the handles of the lock. BSB BSB: I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.
6 AKJV I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. BSB BSB: I opened for my beloved, but he had turned and gone. My heart sank at his departure. I sought him but did not find him. I called, but he did not answer.
7 AKJV 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. BSB BSB: I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls.
8 AKJV I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick of love. BSB BSB: O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
The Friends 9 AKJV What is your beloved more than another beloved, O you fairest among women? what is your beloved more than another beloved, that you do so charge us? BSB BSB: How is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful among women? How is your beloved better than another, that you charge us so?
The Bride 10 AKJV My beloved is white and ruddy, the most chief among ten thousand. BSB BSB: My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand.
11 AKJV His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. BSB BSB: His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven.
12 AKJV His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set. BSB BSB: His eyes are like doves beside the streams of water, bathed in milk and mounted like jewels.
13 AKJV His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. BSB BSB: His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.
14 AKJV His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. BSB BSB: His arms are rods of gold set with beryl. His body is polished ivory bedecked with sapphires.
15 AKJV His legs are as pillars of marble, set on sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. BSB BSB: His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, as majestic as the cedars.
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