Together in the Garden The Friends 1 CPDV His legs are columns of marble, which have been established over bases of gold. His appearance is like that of Lebanon, elect like the cedars. His throat is most sweet, and he is entirely desirable. Such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. Chorus to Bride: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned aside, so that we may seek him with you? BSB BSB: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
The Bride 2 CPDV Bride: My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies. BSB BSB: My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 CPDV I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies. BSB BSB: I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
The Bridegroom 4 CPDV Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array. BSB BSB: You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 CPDV Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead. BSB BSB: Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
6 CPDV Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren. BSB BSB: Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
7 CPDV Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness. BSB BSB: Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
8 CPDV There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number. BSB BSB: There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
9 CPDV One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her. BSB BSB: but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
The Friends 10 CPDV Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array? BSB BSB: Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
The Bridegroom 11 CPDV Bride: I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds. BSB BSB: I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 CPDV I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab. BSB BSB: Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
The Friends 13 CPDV Chorus to Bride: Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you. BSB BSB: Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim?
Select verses for actions: Enter goes to them and Escape comes back.