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Song of Songs 5
New International Version
Song of Songs 5
New International Version
He
5 I have come into my garden,(A) my sister, my bride;(B)
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.(C)
Friends
Eat, friends, and drink;
drink your fill of love.
She
2 I slept but my heart was awake.
Listen! My beloved is knocking:
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove,(D) my flawless(E) one.(F)
My head is drenched with dew,
my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3 I have taken off my robe—
must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
must I soil them again?
4 My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
my heart began to pound for him.
5 I arose to open for my beloved,
and my hands dripped with myrrh,(G)
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
on the handles of the bolt.
6 I opened for my beloved,(H)
but my beloved had left; he was gone.(I)
My heart sank at his departure.[a]
I looked(J) for him but did not find him.
I called him but he did not answer.
7 The watchmen found me
as they made their rounds in the city.(K)
They beat me, they bruised me;
they took away my cloak,
those watchmen of the walls!
8 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you(L)—
if you find my beloved,(M)
what will you tell him?
Tell him I am faint with love.(N)
Friends
9 How is your beloved better than others,
most beautiful of women?(O)
How is your beloved better than others,
that you so charge us?
She
10 My beloved is radiant and ruddy,
outstanding among ten thousand.(P)
11 His head is purest gold;
his hair is wavy
and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves(Q)
by the water streams,
washed in milk,(R)
mounted like jewels.
13 His cheeks(S) are like beds of spice(T)
yielding perfume.
His lips are like lilies(U)
dripping with myrrh.(V)
14 His arms are rods of gold
set with topaz.
His body is like polished ivory
decorated with lapis lazuli.(W)
15 His legs are pillars of marble
set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,(X)
choice as its cedars.
16 His mouth(Y) is sweetness itself;
he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,(Z) this is my friend,
daughters of Jerusalem.(AA)
Footnotes
- Song of Songs 5:6 Or heart had gone out to him when he spoke
Hoheslied 5
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Er:
5 Ich betrete den Garten,
mein Mädchen, meine Braut.
Ich pflücke die Myrrhe
und ernte den Balsam.
Ich öffne die Wabe
und esse den Honig.
Ich trinke den Wein
und genieße die Milch.
Esst auch ihr, Freunde,
trinkt euren Wein!
Berauscht euch an der Liebe!
Suche in der Nacht
Sie:
2 Ich schlief, doch mein Herz war wach.
Da, es klopft! Mein Liebster kommt!
Er:
Mach auf, mein Mädchen, meine Freundin!
Mein Täubchen, meine Vollkommene, lass mich herein!
Mein Haar ist vom Tau der Nacht ganz durchnässt.
Sie:
3 Ich habe mein Kleid schon ausgezogen,
soll ich es deinetwegen wieder anziehn?
Meine Füße habe ich schon gewaschen,
ich würde sie nur wieder schmutzig machen.
4 Jetzt streckt er seine Hand
durch die Öffnung in der Tür.
Mein Herz schlägt bis zum Hals,
weil er in meiner Nähe ist.
5 Ich springe auf und will dem Liebsten öffnen;
meine Hände greifen nach dem Riegel,
sie sind voll von Myrrhenöl.
6 Schnell öffne ich die Tür für meinen Liebsten,
doch weg ist er, spurlos verschwunden.
Entsetzen packt mich: Er ist fortgegangen!
Ich suche ihn, doch ich kann ihn nirgends finden;
ich rufe laut nach ihm, doch er gibt keine Antwort.
7 Bei ihrem Rundgang greifen die Wächter mich auf.
Sie schlagen und verwunden mich,
ohne Mitleid reißen sie mir den Umhang weg.
8 Ihr Mädchen von Jerusalem,
ich beschwöre euch:
Wenn ihr meinen Liebsten findet, dann sagt ihm,
dass ich krank vor Liebe bin.
Die Mädchen:
9 Warum beschwörst du uns,
du schönste aller Frauen?
Was hat denn dein Liebster anderen voraus?
Was unterscheidet ihn von den anderen Männern?
Sie:
10 Mein Liebster strahlt vor Schönheit und Kraft[a],
unter Tausenden ist keiner so wie er!
11 Sein Gesicht schimmert wie Gold,
sein Haar ist rabenschwarz,
seine Locken erinnern an die Blütenrispen einer Dattelpalme.
12 Seine Augen sind von vollkommener Schönheit,
so wie Tauben, die in Milch baden
und aus vollen Bächen trinken.
13 Seine Wangen duften nach Balsamkräutern,
nach kostbaren Salben.
Seine Lippen leuchten wie rote Lilien,
sie sind mit Myrrhenöl benetzt.
14 Seine Arme sind wie Barren aus Gold,
mit Türkissteinen verziert.
Sein Leib gleicht einer Statue aus Elfenbein,
über und über mit Saphiren bedeckt.
15 Seine Beine sind Alabastersäulen,
die auf goldenen Sockeln stehn.
Eindrucksvoll wie der Libanon ist seine Gestalt,
stattlich wie mächtige Zedern.
16 Seine Küsse sind zärtlich,
alles an ihm ist begehrenswert.
So ist mein Liebster, mein Freund,
ihr Mädchen von Jerusalem.
Footnotes
- 5,10 Wörtlich: ist strahlend und rötlich. – Gemeint ist eine schöne, gesunde Hautfarbe.
Song of Solomon 5
King James Version
Song of Solomon 5
King James Version
5 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
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