Song of Solomon 4
New King James Version
The Bridegroom Praises the Bride
The Beloved
4 Behold, (A)you are fair, my love!
Behold, you are fair!
You have dove’s eyes behind your veil.
Your hair is like a (B)flock of goats,
Going down from Mount Gilead.
2 (C)Your teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep
Which have come up from the washing,
Every one of which bears twins,
And none is [a]barren among them.
3 Your lips are like a strand of scarlet,
And your mouth is lovely.
(D)Your temples behind your veil
Are like a piece of pomegranate.
4 (E)Your neck is like the tower of David,
Built (F)for an armory,
On which hang a thousand [b]bucklers,
All shields of mighty men.
5 (G)Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle,
Which feed among the lilies.
6 (H)Until the day breaks
And the shadows flee away,
I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh
And to the hill of frankincense.
7 (I)You are all fair, my love,
And there is no spot in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse,
With me from Lebanon.
Look from the top of Amana,
From the top of Senir (J)and Hermon,
From the lions’ dens,
From the mountains of the leopards.
9 You have ravished my heart,
My sister, my spouse;
You have ravished my heart
With one look of your eyes,
With one link of your necklace.
10 How fair is your love,
My sister, my spouse!
(K)How much better than wine is your love,
And the [c]scent of your perfumes
Than all spices!
11 Your lips, O my spouse,
Drip as the honeycomb;
(L)Honey and milk are under your tongue;
And the fragrance of your garments
Is (M)like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 A garden [d]enclosed
Is my sister, my spouse,
A spring shut up,
A fountain sealed.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates
With pleasant fruits,
Fragrant henna with spikenard,
14 Spikenard and saffron,
Calamus and cinnamon,
With all trees of frankincense,
Myrrh and aloes,
With all the chief spices—
15 A fountain of gardens,
A well of (N)living waters,
And streams from Lebanon.
The Shulamite
16 Awake, O north wind,
And come, O south!
Blow upon my garden,
That its spices may flow out.
(O)Let my beloved come to his garden
And eat its pleasant (P)fruits.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 4:2 bereaved
- Song of Solomon 4:4 Small shields
- Song of Solomon 4:10 fragrance
- Song of Solomon 4:12 locked or barred
Cantique des Cantiques 4
Louis Segond
4 Que tu es belle, mon amie, que tu es belle! Tes yeux sont des colombes, Derrière ton voile. Tes cheveux sont comme un troupeau de chèvres, Suspendues aux flancs de la montagne de Galaad.
2 Tes dents sont comme un troupeau de brebis tondues, Qui remontent de l'abreuvoir; Toutes portent des jumeaux, Aucune d'elles n'est stérile.
3 Tes lèvres sont comme un fil cramoisi, Et ta bouche est charmante; Ta joue est comme une moitié de grenade, Derrière ton voile.
4 Ton cou est comme la tour de David, Bâtie pour être un arsenal; Mille boucliers y sont suspendus, Tous les boucliers des héros.
5 Tes deux seins sont comme deux faons, Comme les jumeaux d'une gazelle, Qui paissent au milieu des lis.
6 Avant que le jour se rafraîchisse, Et que les ombres fuient, J'irai à la montagne de la myrrhe Et à la colline de l'encens.
7 Tu es toute belle, mon amie, Et il n'y a point en toi de défaut.
8 Viens avec moi du Liban, ma fiancée, Viens avec moi du Liban! Regarde du sommet de l'Amana, Du sommet du Senir et de l'Hermon, Des tanières des lions, Des montagnes des léopards.
9 Tu me ravis le coeur, ma soeur, ma fiancée, Tu me ravis le coeur par l'un de tes regards, Par l'un des colliers de ton cou.
10 Que de charmes dans ton amour, ma soeur, ma fiancée! Comme ton amour vaut mieux que le vin, Et combien tes parfums sont plus suaves que tous les aromates!
11 Tes lèvres distillent le miel, ma fiancée; Il y a sous ta langue du miel et du lait, Et l'odeur de tes vêtements est comme l'odeur du Liban.
12 Tu es un jardin fermé, ma soeur, ma fiancée, Une source fermée, une fontaine scellée.
13 Tes jets forment un jardin, où sont des grenadiers, Avec les fruits les plus excellents, Les troënes avec le nard;
14 Le nard et le safran, le roseau aromatique et le cinnamome, Avec tous les arbres qui donnent l'encens; La myrrhe et l'aloès, Avec tous les principaux aromates;
15 Une fontaine des jardins, Une source d'eaux vives, Des ruisseaux du Liban.
16 Lève-toi, aquilon! viens, autan! Soufflez sur mon jardin, et que les parfums s'en exhalent! -Que mon bien-aimé entre dans son jardin, Et qu'il mange de ses fruits excellents! -
Song of Solomon 4
Holman Christian Standard Bible
4 M How beautiful you are, my darling.
How very beautiful!
Behind your veil,
your eyes are doves.(A)
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down Mount Gilead.(B)
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep
coming up from washing,
each one having a twin,
and not one missing.[a](C)
3 Your lips are like a scarlet cord,(D)
and your mouth[b] is lovely.
Behind your veil,
your brow[c] is like a slice of pomegranate.(E)
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,(F)
constructed in layers.
A thousand bucklers are hung on it—
all of them shields of warriors.[d]
5 Your breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle,(G) that feed among the lilies.
6 Before the day breaks[e]
and the shadows flee,(H)
I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh
and the hill of frankincense.(I)
7 You are absolutely beautiful,(J) my darling,
with no imperfection in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon,[f](K) my bride(L)—
with me from Lebanon!
Descend from the peak of Amana,
from the summit of Senir and Hermon,(M)
from the dens of the lions,
from the mountains of the leopards.
9 You have captured my heart,(N) my sister,[g](O) my bride.
You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How delightful your love is, my sister, my bride.
Your love is much better than wine,(P)
and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam.
11 Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride.(Q)
Honey and milk(R) are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 My sister, my bride, you are a locked garden—
a locked garden[h] and a sealed spring.(S)
13 Your branches are a paradise[i] of pomegranates
with choicest fruits,(T)
henna with nard—
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,(U)
with all the trees of frankincense,(V)
myrrh and aloes,(W)
with all the best spices.
15 You are a garden spring,
a well of flowing water(X)
streaming from Lebanon.
16 W Awaken,(Y) north wind—
come, south wind.
Blow on my garden,
and spread the fragrance of its spices.
Let my love come to his garden
and eat its choicest fruits.(Z)
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 4:2 Lit and no one bereaved among them
- Song of Solomon 4:3 Or speech
- Song of Solomon 4:3 Or temple, or cheek, or lips
- Song of Solomon 4:4 Perhaps describing the woman’s necklace
- Song of Solomon 4:6 Lit breathes
- Song of Solomon 4:8 In Hb, the word for Lebanon is similar to “frankincense” in Sg 4:6,14,15.
- Song of Solomon 4:9 A term of endearment
- Song of Solomon 4:12 Some Hb mss read locked fountain
- Song of Solomon 4:13 Or park, or orchard
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