Song of Solomon 4:1–4
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4How beautiful you are, my darling!
Oh, how beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veils are doves.t
Your hair is like a flock of goats
descending from the hills of Gilead.u
2Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
not one of them is alone.v
3Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
Your temples behind your veil
are like the halves of a pomegranate.y
4Your neck is like the towerz of David,
built with courses of stonea;
on it hang a thousand shields,a
all of them shields of warriors.
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- aThe meaning of the Hebrew for this phrase is uncertain.
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ESVEnglish Standard Version
Behold, you are beautiful, my love,
behold, you are beautiful!
Your eyes are doves
behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes
that have come up from the washing,
all of which bear twins,
and not one among them has lost its young.
Your lips are like a scarlet thread,
and your mouth is lovely.
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate
behind your veil.
Your neck is like the tower of David,
built in rows of stone;
on it hang a thousand shields,
all of them shields of warriors.
Copyright 2001 Crossway Bibles
CSBChristian Standard Bible
How beautiful you are, my darling.
How very beautiful!
Behind your veil,
your eyes are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep
coming up from washing,
each one bearing twins,
and none has lost its young.
Your lips are like a scarlet cord,
and your mouth is lovely.
Behind your veil,
your brow is like a slice of pomegranate.
Your neck is like the tower of David,
constructed in layers.
A thousand shields are hung on it—
all of them shields of warriors.
Copyright 2017 Holman Bible Publishers
NLTNew Living Translation
You are beautiful, my darling,
beautiful beyond words.
Your eyes are like doves
behind your veil.
Your hair falls in waves,
like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.
Your teeth are as white as sheep,
recently shorn and freshly washed.
Your smile is flawless,
each tooth matched with its twin.
Your lips are like scarlet ribbon;
your mouth is inviting.
Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates
behind your veil.
Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David,
jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes.
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers. All rights reserved.
LEBThe Lexham English Bible
Look! You are beautiful, my beloved!
Look! You are beautiful!
Your eyes are doves
from behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
that move down from the mountains of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes
that came up from the washing,
all of them bearing twins,
and there is none bereaved among them.
Your lips are like a thread of crimson,
and your mouth is lovely.
Your temple is like halves of pomegranate
from behind your veil.
Your neck is like the tower of David,
built in courses;
a thousand ornaments are hung on it,
all the shields of the warriors.
Copyright 2012 Lexham Press
KJV 1900King James Version
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;
Thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks:
Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing;
Whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely:
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
Thy neck is like the tower of David
Builded for an armoury,
Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
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