Song of Solomon 1:7-17
New American Standard Bible
7 Tell me, you (A)whom my soul loves,
Where do you (B)pasture your flock,
Where do you have it (C)lie down at noon?
For why should I be like one who [a]veils herself
Beside the flocks of your (D)companions?”
Solomon, the Lover, Speaks
8 “If you yourself do not know,
(E)Most beautiful among women,
Go out on the trail of the flock,
And pasture your young goats
By the tents of the shepherds.
9 “[b]To me, (F)my darling, you are like
My (G)mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
10 Your (H)cheeks are delightful with jewelry,
Your neck with strings of (I)beads.”
The Chorus
11 “We will make for you jewelry of gold
With beads of silver.”
The Bride
12 “While the king was at his table,
My [c](J)perfume gave forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a pouch of (K)myrrh
Which lies all night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of (L)henna blossoms
In the vineyards of (M)Engedi.”
The Groom
The Bride
16 “[f]How handsome you are, (P)my beloved,
And so delightful!
Indeed, our bed is luxuriant!
17 The beams of our house are (Q)cedars,
Our rafters, (R)junipers.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 1:7 Some ancient versions wanders
- Song of Solomon 1:9 Lit I have compared you to
- Song of Solomon 1:12 Lit nard
- Song of Solomon 1:15 Lit Behold
- Song of Solomon 1:15 Lit Behold
- Song of Solomon 1:16 Lit Behold
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