Parallel Bible results for "song of solomon 5"

Song of Solomon 5

Revised Standard Version RSV

1 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, O friends, and drink: drink deeply, O lovers!

2 I slept, but my heart was awake. Hark! 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 had put off my garment, how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet, how could I soil them?

4 My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me.

5 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 to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer.

7 The watchmen found me, as they went about in the city; they beat me, they wounded me, they took away my mantle, those watchmen of the walls.

8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love.

9 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 all radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.

11 His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven.

12 His eyes are like doves beside springs of water, bathed in milk, fitly set.

13 His cheeks are like beds of spices, yielding fragrance. His lips are lilies, distilling liquid myrrh.

14 His arms are rounded gold, set with jewels. His body is ivory work, encrusted with sapphires.

15 His legs are alabaster columns, set upon bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars.

16 His speech is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

GOD'S WORD Translation GW

1 My bride, my sister, I will come to my garden. I will gather my myrrh with my spice. I will eat my honeycomb with my honey. I will drink my wine with my milk. Eat, my friends! Drink and become intoxicated with expressions of love!

2 I sleep, but my mind is awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking. Open to me, my true love, my sister, my dove, my perfect one. My head is wet with dew, my hair with the dewdrops of night.

3 I have taken off my clothes! Why should I put them on [again]? I have washed my feet! Why should I get them dirty [again]?

4 My beloved put his hand through the keyhole. My heart throbbed for him.

5 I got up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers were drenched with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

6 I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away. He was gone! I almost died when he left. I looked for him, but I did not find him. I called for him, but he did not answer me.

7 The watchmen making their rounds in the city found me. They struck me! They wounded me! Those watchmen on the walls took my robe from me!

8 Young women of Jerusalem, swear to me that if you find my beloved you will tell him I am hopelessly lovesick.

9 Most beautiful of women, what makes your beloved better than any other beloved? What makes your beloved better than any other beloved that you make us swear this way?

10 My beloved is dazzling yet ruddy. He stands out among 10,000 men.

11 His head is the finest gold. His hair is wavy, black as a raven.

12 His eyes are set like doves bathing in milk.

13 His cheeks are like a garden of spices, a garden that produces scented herbs. His lips are lilies that drip with myrrh.

14 His hands are disks of gold set with emerald. His chest is a block of ivory covered with sapphires.

15 His legs are columns of marble set on bases of pure gold. His form is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars.

16 His mouth is sweet in every way. Everything about him is desirable! This is my beloved, and this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem.