Solomon Admires His Bride The Bridegroom 1 Brenton Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves, beside thy veil: thy hair is as flocks of goats, that have appeared from Galaad. BSB BSB: How beautiful you are, my darling—how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
2 Brenton Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn sheep , that have gone up from the washing; all of them bearing twins, and there is not a barren one among them. BSB BSB: Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
3 Brenton Thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: like the rind of a pomegranate is thy cheek without thy veil. BSB BSB: Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
4 Brenton Thy neck is as the tower of David, that was built for an armoury: a thousand shields hang upon it, and all darts of mighty men. BSB BSB: Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
5 Brenton Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns, that feed among the lilies. BSB BSB: Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
6 Brenton Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, I will betake me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. BSB BSB: Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Brenton Thou art all fair, my companion, and there is no spot in thee. BSB BSB: You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
8 Brenton Come from Libanus, my bride, come from Libanus: thou shalt come and pass from the top of Faith, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. BSB BSB: Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Brenton My sister, my spouse, thou hast ravished my heart; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. BSB BSB: You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
10 Brenton How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse! how much more beautiful are thy breasts than wine, and the smell of thy garments than all spices! BSB BSB: How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
11 Brenton Thy lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is as the smell of Libanus. BSB BSB: Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
12 Brenton My sister, my spouse is a garden enclosed; a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed. BSB BSB: My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
13 Brenton Thy shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice berries; camphor, with spikenard: BSB BSB: Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
14 Brenton spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon; with all woods of Libanus, myrrh, aloes, with all chief spices: BSB BSB: with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
15 Brenton a fountain of a garden, and a well of water springing and gurgling from Libanus. BSB BSB: You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
The Bride 16 Brenton Awake, O north wind; and come, O south; and blow through my garden, and let my spices flow out. BSB BSB: Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
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