1 GLT Look at you!{ You are} beautiful, my darling. Look at you!{ You are} beautiful. Your eyes{ are} doves from behind your veil. Your hair{ is} like a flock of goats that jump down from{ the} slopes of Gilead. 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 GLT Your teeth{ are} like a flock of shorn{ sheep} that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and there is not among them one which is bereaved. 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 GLT Like a thread of scarlet{ are} your lips and your mouth{ is} lovely. Like a slice of pomegranate{ is} your temple from behind your 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 GLT Like the tower of David{ is} your neck, built of layers— a thousand shields hanging on it, all the quivers of the warriors. 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 GLT Your two breasts{ are} like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, the ones pasturing among the lilies. BSB BSB: Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
6 GLT Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I myself will go 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 GLT All of you{ is} beautiful, my darling, and there is no blemish in you. BSB BSB: You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
8 GLT { Come} with me from Lebanon,{ my} bride; come with me from Lebanon. Bend down from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the hiding places of lions, from the mountains of 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 GLT You have enchanted my heart, my sister,{ my} bride; you have enchanted my heart with one{ look} from your eyes, with one jewel from your necklace. 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 GLT How your love is beautiful, my sister,{ my} bride! How your love{ is} better than wine and the smell of your oils{ is better} 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 GLT Your lips drip{ with} nectar,{ my} bride; honey and milk{ are} under your tongue and the smell of your garments{ is} like the smell of Lebanon. 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 GLT A locked garden{ is} my sister,{ my} bride, a locked spring, a sealed fountain. BSB BSB: My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
13 GLT Your shoots{ are} an orchard of pomegranate trees with delicious fruits; henna with nard, BSB BSB: Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
14 GLT nard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes with all the best 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 GLT a fountain of gardens, a well of living water and flowing streams from Lebanon. BSB BSB: You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
16 GLT Awake, north wind, and come, south wind; blow on my garden and let its spices flow. Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its delicious fruit. 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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