Song of Solomon 6–7

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6Where has your beloved gone,

O ^cmost beautiful among women?

Where has your beloved turned,

that we may seek him with you?

Together in the Garden of Love

She

²My beloved has gone down to his ^qgarden

to ^rthe beds of spices,

to ^sgraze¹ in the gardens

and to gather ^tlilies.

^3uI am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;

he grazes among the lilies.

Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other

He

⁴You are beautiful as ^vTirzah, ^wmy love,

^xlovely as ^yJerusalem,

^zawesome as an army with banners.

⁵Turn away your eyes from me,

for they overwhelm me—

^aYour hair is like a flock of goats

leaping down the slopes of Gilead.

^6bYour teeth are like a flock of ewes

that have come up from the washing;

all of them bear twins;

not one among them has lost its young.

^7cYour cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate

behind your veil.

⁸There are ^dsixty ^equeens and eighty ^econcubines,

and ^fvirgins without number.

⁹My ^gdove, my ^hperfect one, is the only one,

the only one of her mother,

pure to ⁱher who bore her.

^jThe young women saw her and called her blessed;

^ethe queens and ^econcubines also, and they praised her.

^10k“Who is this who looks down like the dawn,

beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun,

^lawesome as an army with banners?”

She

¹¹I went down to the nut orchard

to look at ^mthe blossoms of the valley,

ⁿto see whether the vines had budded,

whether the pomegranates were in bloom.

^12oBefore I was aware, my desire set me

among ^pthe chariots of my kinsman, a prince.²

Others

¹³³ Return, return, O ^qShulammite,

return, return, that we may look upon you.

He

Why should you look upon ^qthe Shulammite,

as upon ^ra dance before ^stwo armies?⁴

7How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O ^tnoble daughter!

Your rounded thighs are like ^ujewels,

the work of ^va master hand.

²Your navel is a rounded bowl

that never lacks mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with ^wlilies.

^3xYour two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.

⁴Your ^yneck is like an ivory tower.

Your ^zeyes are pools in ^aHeshbon,

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like a tower of ^bLebanon,

which looks toward ^cDamascus.

⁵Your head crowns you like ^eCarmel,

and your ^fflowing locks are like purple;

a king is held captive in the tresses.

^6gHow beautiful and ^hpleasant you are,

O loved one, with all your delights!¹

⁷Your stature is like a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters.

⁸I say I will climb the palm tree

and lay hold of its fruit.

Oh may your breasts be like ⁱclusters of the vine,

and the scent of your breath like apples,

⁹and your ^jmouth² like the best wine.

She

It goes down smoothly for my beloved,

gliding over lips and teeth.³

^10kI am my beloved’s,

^land his desire is for me.

The Bride Gives Her Love

^11mCome, my beloved,

let us go out into the fields

and lodge in the villages;⁴

¹²let us go out early to the vineyards

ⁿand see whether the vines have budded,

whether ^othe grape blossoms have opened

and the pomegranates are in bloom.

There I will give you my love.

^13pThe mandrakes give forth fragrance,

and beside our doors are all choice fruits,

^qnew as well as old,

which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.