Hoheslied 6
Hoffnung für Alle
Die Mädchen:
6 Wohin ist dein Liebster denn gegangen,
du schönste aller Frauen?
Wir wollen mit dir gehn und nach ihm suchen,
wo könnte er denn sein?
Sie:
2 Mein Liebster ging in seinen Garten,
wo Balsamkräuter wachsen.
Dort ist seine Weide,
dort pflückt er schöne Lilien.
3 Nur mir gehört mein Liebster,
und ich gehöre ihm.
Er allein darf zwischen den Lilien weiden.
Schöner als alle bist du!
Er:
4 Schön bist du, meine Freundin,
schön wie die Stadt Tirza[a],
prachtvoll wie Jerusalem!
Du hast mich erobert wie ein mächtiges Heer,
das zum Krieg auszieht.
5 Wende deine Augen von mir ab,
denn dein Blick überwältigt mich.
Dein Haar fließt über deine Schultern
wie eine Herde Ziegen,
die vom Gebirge Gilead ins Tal zieht.
6 Deine Zähne sind weiß wie Mutterschafe,
die aus der Schwemme kommen.
Sie stehen in zwei vollkommenen Reihen,
keiner von ihnen fehlt.
7 Hinter dem Schleier schimmern deine Wangen
rosig wie die Hälften eines Granatapfels.
8 Mag der König sechzig Ehefrauen haben,
achtzig Nebenfrauen und Mädchen ohne Zahl:
9 Ich liebe nur die eine,
mein Täubchen, meine Vollkommene.
Sie ist einmalig für ihre Mutter,
ihr Lieblingskind, dem sie das Leben gab.
Alle Mädchen, die sie sehen,
bewundern ihre Schönheit.
Selbst die Frauen und Nebenfrauen des Königs
schwärmen von ihr.
10 Sie ist so strahlend schön wie das Morgenrot,
so herrlich wie der Mond und der Schein der Sonne!
Sie kann einen Mann erobern
wie ein mächtiges Heer, das zum Krieg auszieht.
Sehnsucht
Sie:
11 Ich ging hinunter ins Tal,
in den Garten, wo die Walnussbäume stehen.
Ich wollte sehen, ob die Bäume schon blühen,
ob der Weinstock neue Blätter treibt
und ob am Granatapfelbaum Knospen sprießen.
12 Ohne dass ich es merkte,
trieb mich die Sehnsucht zu meinem Liebsten,
hin zu seinem königlichen Prachtwagen.[b]
Song of Solomon 6
King James Version
6 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
Song of Solomon 6
Amplified Bible, Classic Edition
6 Where has your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? [Again the ladies showed their interest in the remarkable person whom the Shulammite had championed with such unstinted praise; they too wanted to know him, they insisted.] Where is your beloved hiding himself? For we would seek him with you.
2 [She replied] My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved’s [garden] and my beloved is mine! He feeds among the lilies [which grow there].
4 [He said] You are as beautiful as Tirzah [capital of the northern kingdom’s first king], my love, and as comely as Jerusalem, [but you are] as terrible as a bannered host!
5 Turn away your [flashing] eyes from me, for they have overcome me! Your hair is like a flock of goats trailing down from Mount Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming from their washing, of which all are in pairs, and not one of them is missing.
7 Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number;
9 But my dove, my undefiled and perfect one, stands alone [above them all]; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her and called her blessed and happy, yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.(A)
10 [The ladies asked] Who is this that looks forth like the dawn, fair as the moon, clear and pure as the sun, and terrible as a bannered host?
11 [The Shulammite replied] I went down into the nut orchard [one day] to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the grapevine had budded and the pomegranates were in flower.
12 Before I was aware [of what was happening], my desire [to roam about] had brought me into the area of the princes of my people [the king’s retinue].
13 [I began to flee, but they called to me] Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return, that we may look upon you! [I replied] What is there for you to see in the [poor little] Shulammite? [And they answered] As upon a dance before two armies or a dance of Mahanaim.
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