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
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
Cantares 4
Reina-Valera Antigua
4 HE aquí que tú eres hermosa, amiga mía, he aquí que tú eres hermosa; Tus ojos entre tus guedejas como de paloma; Tus cabellos como manada de cabras, Que se muestran desde el monte de Galaad.
2 Tus dientes, como manadas de trasquiladas ovejas, Que suben del lavadero, Todas con crías mellizas, Y ninguna entre ellas estéril.
3 Tus labios, como un hilo de grana, Y tu habla hermosa; Tus sienes, como cachos de granada á la parte adentro de tus guedejas.
4 Tu cuello, como la torre de David, edificada para muestra; Mil escudos están colgados de ella, Todos escudos de valientes.
5 Tus dos pechos, como dos cabritos mellizos de gama, Que son apacentados entre azucenas.
6 Hasta que apunte el día y huyan las sombras, Iréme al monte de la mirra, Y al collado del incienso.
7 Toda tú eres hermosa, amiga mía Y en ti no hay mancha.
8 Conmigo del Líbano, oh esposa, Conmigo ven del Líbano: Mira desde la cumbre de Amana, Desde la cumbre de Senir y de Hermón, Desde las guaridas de los leones, Desde los montes de los tigres.
9 Prendiste mi corazón, hermana, esposa mía; Has preso mi corazón con uno de tus ojos, Con una gargantilla de tu cuello.
10 Cuán hermosos son tus amores, hermana, esposa mía! Cuánto mejores que el vino tus amores, Y el olor de tus ungüentos que todas las especias aromáticas!
11 Como panal de miel destilan tus labios, oh esposa; Miel y leche hay debajo de tu lengua; Y el olor de tus vestidos como el olor del Líbano.
12 Huerto cerrado eres, mi hermana, esposa mía; Fuente cerrada, fuente sellada.
13 Tus renuevos paraíso de granados, con frutos suaves, De cámphoras y nardos,
14 Nardo y azafrán, Caña aromática y canela, con todos los árboles de incienso; Mirra y áloes, con todas las principales especias.
15 Fuente de huertos, Pozo de aguas vivas, Que corren del Líbano.
16 Levántate, Aquilón, y ven, Austro: Sopla mi huerto, despréndanse sus aromas. Venga mi amado á su huerto, Y coma de su dulce fruta.
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