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Song of Solomon 2:16–17

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16“1aMy beloved is mine, and I am his;

He bpastures his flock among the lilies.

17“aUntil 1the cool of the day when the shadows flee away,

Turn, my beloved, and be like a bgazelle

Or a young stag con the mountains of 2Bether.”

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Song of Solomon 2:16: My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies.

Footnotes

  1. 1BRIDE
  2. 1Lit the day blows
  3. 2Or cleavage or a kind of spice

Cross references

  1. aSong 6:3; 7:10
  2. bSong 4:5; 6:2, 3
  3. aSong 4:6
  4. bSong 2:9
  5. cSong 2:8

In other versions

ESVEnglish Standard Version

My beloved is mine, and I am his;

he grazes among the lilies.

Until the day breathes

and the shadows flee,

turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle

or a young stag on cleft mountains.

NIVNew International Version (2011)

My beloved is mine and I am his;

he browses among the lilies.

Until the day breaks

and the shadows flee,

turn, my beloved,

and be like a gazelle

or like a young stag

on the rugged hills.

CSBChristian Standard Bible

My love is mine and I am his;

he feeds among the lilies.

Until the day breaks

and the shadows flee,

turn around, my love, and be like a gazelle

or a young stag on the divided mountains.

NLTNew Living Translation

My lover is mine, and I am his.

He browses among the lilies.

Before the dawn breezes blow

and the night shadows flee,

return to me, my love, like a gazelle

or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

LEBThe Lexham English Bible

My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him;

he pastures his flock among the lilies.

Until the day breathes and the shadows flee,

turn, my beloved!

Be like a gazelle or young stag on the cleft mountains.

KJV 1900King James Version

My beloved is mine, and I am his:

He feedeth among the lilies.

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away,

Turn, my beloved,

And be thou like a roe or a young hart

Upon the mountains of Bether.