[a]To me, (A)my darling, you are like
My (B)mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
10 Your (C)cheeks are delightful with jewelry,
Your neck with strings of (D)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 [b](E)perfume gave forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a pouch of (F)myrrh
Which lies all night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of (G)henna blossoms
In the vineyards of (H)Engedi.”

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Notas al pie

  1. Song of Solomon 1:9 Lit I have compared you to
  2. Song of Solomon 1:12 Lit nard

I picture you, my dearest,
        as a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots!
10 Lovely are your cheeks, adorned with ear hoops;
        your neck, with beads.
11 Let’s make hoops of gold beaded with silver for you!

[Woman]

12 With my king close by,
        my perfume filled the air.
13 A sachet of myrrh is my love to me,
        lying all night between my breasts.
14 A cluster of henna flowers is my love to me
        in the desert gardens of En-gedi.

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