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The Friends Speak to the Woman

Where has your lover gone,
    most beautiful of women?
Which way did your lover turn?
    We will ·look [search] for him with you.

The Woman Answers the Friends

My lover has gone down to his garden,
    to the beds of spices,
to ·feed [graze] in the gardens
    and to ·gather [pluck] lilies.
I belong to my lover,
    and my lover belongs to me [2:16; 7:11].
He ·feeds [grazes] among the lilies.

The Man Speaks to the Woman

My darling, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah [C onetime capital of the northern kingdom of Israel; the name means “pleasant”; 1 Kin. 14:17; 15:21],
    as lovely as the city of Jerusalem [C the capital of the southern kingdom of Judah; Ps. 122],
    ·like an army flying flags [L awesome like an army under banners].
Turn your eyes from me,
    because they ·excite me too much [unsettle me].
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    streaming down Mount Gilead [4:1].
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    just coming from ·their bath [a washing; C white];
each one has a twin,
    and none of them is missing [4:2].
Your ·cheeks [or temple] behind your veil
    are like slices of a pomegranate [reddish orange; 4:3].
There may be sixty queens and eighty ·slave women [concubines; C secondary wives]
    and so many girls you cannot count them,
but there is only one like my dove, my ·perfect [flawless] one.
    She is her mother’s only daughter,
    the ·brightest [favored] of the one who gave her birth.
The ·young women [L daughters] saw her and called her ·happy [blessed];
    the queens and the ·slave women [concubines, v. 8] also praised her.

The Young Women Praise the Woman

10 Who is that young woman
    that ·shines out [L looks down] like the dawn?
She is as ·pretty [beautiful] as the moon,
    as bright as the sun,
·as wonderful as an army flying flags [awesome like an army under banners; v. 4].

The Man Speaks

11 I went down into the ·orchard [grove] of nut trees
    to see the ·blossoms [new growth] of the valley,
to look for buds on the vines,
    to see if the pomegranate trees had bloomed.
12 Before I realized it, my desire ·for you made me feel
    like a prince in a chariot [or placed me in the chariots of Amminadab; C perhaps a well-known lover like Romeo].

The Friends Call to the Woman

13 ·Come back [or Turn around], ·come back [or turn around], woman of Shulam [C feminine form of Solomon, both based on the Hebrew root meaning “peace”; their union brings contentment].
    ·Come back [or Turn around], ·come back [or turn around],
so we may look at you!

The Woman Answers the Friends

Why do you want to look at the woman of Shulam
as you would at the dance of two armies [C as at a mesmerizing sight]?

Mutual Delight in Each Other

(The Chorus)

“Where has your beloved gone,
O most beautiful among women?
Where is your beloved hiding himself,
That we may seek him with you?”

(The Shulammite Bride)


“My beloved has gone down to his garden,
To the beds of balsam,
To feed his flock in the gardens
And gather lilies.

“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,
He who feeds his flock among the lilies.”

(The Bridegroom)


“You are as beautiful as [a]Tirzah, my darling,
As lovely as Jerusalem,
As majestic as an army with banners!

“Turn your [flashing] eyes away from me,
For they have confused and overcome me;
Your hair is like [the shimmering black fleece of] a flock of [Arabian] goats
That have descended from Mount Gilead.

“Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
Which have come up from their washing,
All of which bear twins,
And not one among them has lost her young.

“Your temples are like a slice of the pomegranate
Behind your veil.

“There are sixty queens and eighty [b]concubines,
And maidens without number;

But my dove, my perfect one, stands alone [above them all];
She is her mother’s only daughter;
She is the pure child of the one who bore her.
The maidens saw her and called her blessed and happy,
The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,(A)

10 
‘Who is this that looks down like the dawn,
Fair and beautiful as the full moon,
Clear and pure as the sun,
As majestic as an army with banners?’
11 
“I went down to the orchard of nut trees
To see the flowers 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 had brought me
Into the area of the princes of my people [the king’s retinue].”

(The Chorus)

13 
“Return, return, O Shulammite;
Return, return, that we may gaze at you.”

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:4 A city in northern Israel known for its gardens and natural beauty.
  2. Song of Solomon 6:8 See note Gen 22:24.