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Song of Solomon 6

American Standard Version ASV

1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?

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

3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,

4 Thou art fair, 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 lie along the side of Gilead.

6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without 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 called her blessed; [Yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?

11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, [And] the pomegranates were in flower.

12 Before I was aware, my soul set me [Among] the chariots of my princely people.

13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?

Holman Christian Standard Bible CSB

1 Where has your love gone, most beautiful of women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.

2 My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies.

3 I am my love's and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies.

4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners.

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

6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from washing, each one having a twin, and not one missing.

7 Behind your veil, your brow is like a slice of pomegranate.

8 There are 60 queens and 80 concubines and young women without number.

9 But my dove, my virtuous one, is unique; she is the favorite of her mother, perfect to the one who gave her birth. Women see her and declare her fortunate; queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:

10 Who is thiswho shines like the dawn- as beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as an army with banners?

11 I came down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding and the pomegranates blooming.

12 Before I knew it, my desire put me [among] the chariots of my noble people.

13 Come back, come back, Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may look at you! Why are you looking at the Shulammite, as you [look] at the dance of the two camps?