Douay-Rheims Catholic Bible RHE
New Revised Standard NRS
1 Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
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I come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I gather my myrrh with my spice, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love.
2 I sleep, and my heart watcheth: the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
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I slept, but my heart was awake. Listen! my beloved is knocking. "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one; for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night."
3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
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I had put off my garment; how could I put it on again? I had bathed my feet; how could I soil them?
4 My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
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My beloved thrust his hand into the opening, and my inmost being yearned for him.
5 I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
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I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.
6 I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
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I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and was gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but did not find him; I called him, but he gave no answer.
7 The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
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Making their rounds in the city the sentinels found me; they beat me, they wounded me, they took away my mantle, those sentinels of the walls.
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
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I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him this: I am faint with love.
9 What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
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What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
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My beloved is all radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.
11 His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
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His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven.
12 His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
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His eyes are like doves beside springs of water, bathed in milk, fitly set.
13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.
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His cheeks are like beds of spices, yielding fragrance. His lips are lilies, distilling liquid myrrh.
14 His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
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His arms are rounded gold, set with jewels. His body is ivory work, encrusted with sapphires.
15 His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
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His legs are alabaster columns, set upon bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
16 His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
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His speech is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
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