Song of Solomon, 6

1. Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

1. Where has your lover gone, most beautiful woman? Where has your lover turned, that we may help you look for him?

2. My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

2. My lover has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the garden and to gather lilies.

3. I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

3. My lover is mine, and I am his; he shepherds his flock among the lilies.

4. Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.

4. My love, you are lovely as Tirzah, beautiful as Jerusalem, majestic as bannered troops.

5. Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

5. Turn your eyes away from me for they bewitch me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down the heights of Gilead.

6. Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.

6. Your teeth are like sheep coming in droves from the washing, each one opposing its twin, not one has been left alone.

7. As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.

7. Your cheeks behind your veil are like halves of a pomegranate.

8. There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

8. Sixty queens, eighty concubines, virgins beyond number -

9. My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

9. but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter and favorite of her mother. She was called blessed by the virgins and praised by queens and concubines:

10. Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?

10. "Who is this coming like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as bannered troops?"

11. I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded.

11. I went to the nut orchard to look over the valley in bloom, to see if the vines had flowered, or if the pomegranates had blossomed.

12. Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib.

12. Before I became aware of it, my desire had set me on the chariot with the daughter of the prince.

13. Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

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