Hebrew Names Version HNV
Young's Literal Translation YLT
1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
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As the chorus of `Mahanaim.' How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides [are] as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.
2 Your body is like a round goblet, No mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, Set about with lilies.
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Thy waist [is] a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, That are twins of a roe.
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Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Levanon which looks toward Dammesek.
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Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,
5 Your head on you is like Karmel, The hair of your head like purple; The king is held captive in its tresses.
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Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
6 How beautiful and how pleasant are you, Love, for delights!
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How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, Your breasts like its fruit.
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This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
8 I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The smell of your breath like apples, Beloved
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I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,
9 Your mouth like the best wine, That goes down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
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And thy palate as the good wine --' Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!
10 I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.
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I [am] my beloved's, and on me [is] his desire.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.
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Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
12 Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, Its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
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We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;
13 The dudaim give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
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The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!
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