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Song of Solomon 6 - Interlinear Bible

1 Whither is thy beloved gone , O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside ? that we may seek him with thee.
h'n'P h'n'a ~yiv'N;B h'p'Y;h .$edw{D .$;l'h h'n'a ? .$'Mi[ .WN,v.q;b.n.W .$edw{d
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
tw{[.ril ~,f{B;h tw{g.Wr][;l w{N;g.l d;r'y yidw{D ? ~yiN;vw{v j{q.lil.w ~yiN;G;B
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
~yiN;vw{V;B h,[{r'h yil yidw{d.w yidw{d.l yin]a
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners .
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
.$er.[;f yinUbyih.rih ]meh,v yiD.g,Nim .$Iy;nye[ yiBes'h ? d'[.liG;h -nim .Wv.l'G,v ~yiZi['h r,de[.K
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.
h'c.x;r'h -nim .Wl'[,v ~yilex.r'h r,de[.K .$Iy;Niv ? ~,h'B !yea h'lUK;v.w tw{myia.t;m ~'LUK,v
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
.$et'M;c.l d;[;Bim .$et'Q;r !w{Mir'h x;l,p.K
tw{m'l][;w ~yiv.g;lyiP ~yin{m.v.W tw{k'l.M h'Meh ~yiViv ? r'P.sim !yea
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.
H'Mia.l ayih t;x;a yit'M;t yit'nw{y ayih t;x;a ? 'h.Wr.V;a.y;w tw{n'b 'h.Wa'r H'T.d;lw{y.l ayih h'r'B ? 'h.Wl.l;h.y;w ~yiv.g;lyip.W tw{k'l.m
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 ?
h'n'b.L;k h'p'y r;x'v -w{m.K h'p'q.viN;h ta{z -yim ? tw{l'G.diN;K h'MUy]a h'M;x;K h'r'B
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 .
l;x'N;h yeBia.B tw{ yiT.d;r'y zw{g/a t;NiG -l,a ? ~yin{Mir'h .Wceneh !,p,G;h h'x.r'p]h tw{
12 Or ever I was aware , my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
byid'n -yiM;[ tw{b.K.r;m yin.t;m'f yiv.p;n yiT.[;d'y a{l
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.