Together in the Garden The Friends 1 UDB You who are the most beautiful of the women, where has the one who loves you gone? If you tell us which direction he went, we will go with you to search for him. 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 UDB The one who loves me has come to me, I, who am like his garden, He has come to enjoy my charms, to enjoy cuddling embracing me and kissing my lips, which are like 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 UDB I belong to the one who loves me, and the one who loves me belongs to me. He has pleasure in kissing my lips, like sheep enjoy grazing. BSB BSB: I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
The Bridegroom 4 UDB My darling, you are beautiful, as Tirzah the capital city of Israel and Jerusalem the capital city of Judah are beautiful; you make me tremble, just as if I had seen a great army approach. BSB BSB: You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 UDB Stop looking at me like that, because your eyes excite me very much. Your long black hair moves from side to side like a flock of black goats moving down the slopes of Mount 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 UDB Your teeth are very white like a flock of sheep whose wool has just been shorn and have come up from being washed in a stream. You have all of your teeth on both sides; none of them is missing. 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 UDB Beneath your veil, your cheeks are like the halves of a pomegranate. BSB BSB: Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
8 UDB Even if a king had 60 queens and 80 concubines and more young women than anyone can count, BSB BSB: There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
9 UDB none of them would be like my dove, who is perfect, you who are your mother's only daughter, whom your mother considers to be very precious. Other young women who see you say that you are fortunate, and the queens and concubines recognize that you are very beautiful. 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 UDB Who is this who looks like the dawn, who is as beautiful to look at as the moon, who is an endless mystery? 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 UDB I went down to some walnut trees to look at the new plants that were growing in the valley. I wanted to see if the grapevines had budded and if the pomegranate trees were blooming. 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 UDB I was as happy as if I were riding in a chariot belonging to a prince. BSB BSB: Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
The Friends 13 UDB You who are the perfect one, come back to us, in order that I may see you! Why do you want to look at me, the one who is perfect, dancing between two rows of dancers? 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.