New King James Version (Tinasha LaRaye)

New King James Version (Simon Bubb)

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            <div class="label">6</div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Daughters of Jerusalem</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.6.1"><span class="label">1</span><span class="content">Where has your beloved gone,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.6.1"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 1:8; 5:9</span></span><span class="content">O fairest among women?</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.6.1"><span class="content">Where has your beloved turned aside,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.6.1"><span class="content">That we may seek him with you?</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Shulamite</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.6.2"><span class="label">2</span><span class="content">My beloved has gone to his </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:16; 5:1</span></span><span class="content">garden,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.6.2"><span class="content">To the beds of spices,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.6.2"><span class="content">To feed </span><span class="it"><span class="content">his</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">flock</span></span><span class="content"> in the gardens,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.6.2"><span class="content">And to gather lilies.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.6.3"><span class="label">3</span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 2:16; 7:10</span></span><span class="content">I </span><span class="it"><span class="content">am</span></span><span class="content"> my beloved&#8217;s,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.6.3"><span class="content">And my beloved </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> mine.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.6.3"><span class="content">He feeds </span><span class="it"><span class="content">his</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">flock</span></span><span class="content"> among the lilies.</span></span></div><div class="s"><span class="heading">Praise of the Shulamite&#8217;s Beauty</span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Beloved</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.6.4"><span class="label">4</span><span class="content">O my love, you </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">as</span></span><span class="content"> beautiful as Tirzah,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.6.4"><span class="content">Lovely as Jerusalem,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.6.4"><span class="content">Awesome as </span><span class="it"><span class="content">an</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">army</span></span><span class="content"> with banners!</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.6.5"><span class="label">5</span><span class="content">Turn your eyes away from me,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.6.5"><span class="content">For they have overcome me.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.6.5"><span class="content">Your hair </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:1</span></span><span class="content">like a flock of goats</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.6.5"><span class="content">Going down from Gilead.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.6.6"><span class="label">6</span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:2</span></span><span class="content">Your teeth </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> like a flock of sheep</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.6.6"><span class="content">Which have come up from the washing;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.6.6"><span class="content">Every one bears twins,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.6.6"><span class="content">And none </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> barren among them.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.6.7"><span class="label">7</span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:3</span></span><span class="content">Like a piece of pomegranate</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.6.7"><span class="it"><span class="content">Are</span></span><span class="content"> your temples behind your veil.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.6.8"><span class="label">8</span><span class="content">There are sixty queens</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.6.8"><span class="content">And eighty concubines,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.6.8"><span class="content">And </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 1:3</span></span><span class="content">virgins without number.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="label">9</span><span class="content">My dove, my </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 2:14; 5:2</span></span><span class="content">perfect one,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">Is the only one,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">The only one of her mother,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">The favorite of the one who bore her.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">The daughters saw her</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">And called her blessed,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">The queens and the concubines,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.6.9"><span class="content">And they praised her.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.6.10"><span class="label">10</span><span class="content">Who is she who looks forth as the morning,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.6.10"><span class="content">Fair as the moon,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.6.10"><span class="content">Clear as the sun,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.6.10"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 6:4</span></span><span class="content">Awesome as </span><span class="it"><span class="content">an</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">army</span></span><span class="content"> with banners?</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Shulamite</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.6.11"><span class="label">11</span><span class="content">I went down to the garden of nuts</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.6.11"><span class="content">To see the verdure of the valley,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.6.11"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 7:12</span></span><span class="content">To see whether the vine had budded</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.6.11"><span class="it"><span class="content">And</span></span><span class="content"> the pomegranates had bloomed.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.6.12"><span class="label">12</span><span class="content">Before I was even aware,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.6.12"><span class="content">My soul had made me</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.6.12"><span class="it"><span class="content">As</span></span><span class="content"> the chariots of my noble people.</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Beloved and His Friends</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.6.13"><span class="label">13</span><span class="content">Return, return, O Shulamite;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.6.13"><span class="content">Return, return, that we may look upon you!</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Shulamite</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.6.13"><span class="content">What would you see in the Shulamite&#8212;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.6.13"><span class="content">As it were, the dance of the two camps?</span></span></div>
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Where has your beloved gone,
O fairest among women?
Where has your beloved turned aside,
That we may seek him with you?

My beloved has gone to his garden,
To the beds of spices,
To feed his flock in the gardens,
And to gather lilies.
I am my beloved’s,
And my beloved is mine.
He feeds his flock among the lilies.


O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,
Lovely as Jerusalem,
Awesome as an army with banners!
Turn your eyes away from me,
For they have overcome me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
Going down from Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
Which have come up from the washing;
Every one bears twins,
And none is barren among them.
Like a piece of pomegranate
Are your temples behind your veil.
There are sixty queens
And eighty concubines,
And virgins without number.
My dove, my perfect one,
Is the only one,
The only one of her mother,
The favorite of the one who bore her.
The daughters saw her
And called her blessed,
The queens and the concubines,
And they praised her.
Who is she who looks forth as the morning,
Fair as the moon,
Clear as the sun,
Awesome as an army with banners?

I went down to the garden of nuts
To see the verdure of the valley,
To see whether the vine had budded
And the pomegranates had bloomed.
Before I was even aware,
My soul had made me
As the chariots of my noble people.

Return, return, O Shulamite;
Return, return, that we may look upon you!

What would you see in the Shulamite—
As it were, the dance of the two camps?

ያዳምጡ Song of Solomon 6