Song of Solomon 1:16-2:1
American Standard Version
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
Also our couch is green.
17 The beams of our [a]house are [b]cedars,
And our rafters are [c]firs.
2 I am a [d]rose of [e]Sharon,
A lily of the valleys.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 1:17 Or, houses
- Song of Solomon 1:17 Or, of cedar . . . of fir
- Song of Solomon 1:17 Or, cypresses
- Song of Solomon 2:1 Hebrew habazzeleth, the autumn crocus.
- Song of Solomon 2:1 Or, the plain
Song of Songs 1:16-2:1
New International Version
She
16 How handsome you are, my beloved!(A)
Oh, how charming!
And our bed is verdant.
He
17 The beams of our house are cedars;(B)
our rafters are firs.
She[a]
Footnotes
- Song of Songs 2:1 Or He
- Song of Songs 2:1 Probably a member of the crocus family
Song of Solomon 2:12-17
American Standard Version
12 The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of the [a]singing of birds is come,
And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
13 The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,
And the vines are in blossom;
They give forth their fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,
In the covert of the steep place,
Let me see thy countenance,
Let me hear thy voice;
For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes,
That spoil the vineyards;
For our vineyards are in blossom.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his:
He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
17 [b]Until the day [c]be cool, and the shadows flee away,
Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a [d]roe or a young hart
Upon the [e]mountains of [f]Bether.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 2:12 Or, pruning of vines
- Song of Solomon 2:17 Or, When the day is cool
- Song of Solomon 2:17 Or, break. Hebrew breathe.
- Song of Solomon 2:17 Or, gazelle
- Song of Solomon 2:17 Or, mountains of separation
- Song of Solomon 2:17 Perhaps, the spice malobathron
Song of Songs 2:12-17
New International Version
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;(A)
the blossoming(B) vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”
He
14 My dove(C) in the clefts of the rock,
in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.(D)
15 Catch for us the foxes,(E)
the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,(F)
our vineyards that are in bloom.(G)
She
Footnotes
- Song of Songs 2:17 Or the hills of Bether
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