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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].

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The Groom

(A)You are as beautiful as (B)Tirzah, my darling,
As (C)lovely as (D)Jerusalem,
As (E)awesome as an army with banners.
Turn your eyes away from me,
For they have confused me;
(F)Your hair is like a flock of goats
That have descended from Gilead.
(G)Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
That have come up from their watering place,
All of which bear twins,
And not one among them has lost her young.
(H)Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate
Behind your veil.
There are sixty (I)queens and eighty concubines,
And [a](J)young women without number;
But (K)my dove, my perfect one, is [b]unique:
She is her mother’s [c]only daughter;
She is the pure child of the one who gave birth to her.
The [d](L)young women saw her and called her [e]blessed,
The (M)queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

10 ‘Who is this who looks down like the dawn,
As beautiful as the full (N)moon,
As pure (O)as the sun,
As (P)awesome as an army with banners?’

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Notas al pie

  1. Song of Solomon 6:8 Or virgins
  2. Song of Solomon 6:9 Lit one
  3. Song of Solomon 6:9 Lit one
  4. Song of Solomon 6:9 Lit daughters
  5. Song of Solomon 6:9 Or happy