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Song of Solomon 6

The Complete Jewish Bible CJB

1 [Chorus] Where has your darling gone, you most beautiful of women? Which way did your darling turn, so that we can help you find him?

2 [She] My darling went down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.

3 I belong to the man I love, and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.

4 [He] You are as beautiful as Tirtzah, my love, as lovely as Yerushalayim, but formidable as an army marching under banners.

5 Turn your eyes away from me, because they overwhelm me! Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Gil'ad.

6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep that have just come up from being washed; each of them is matched, and none of them is missing.

7 Your cheeks are like a pomegranate split open behind your veil.

8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, as well as young women beyond number;

9 but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, her mother's only child, the darling of the one who bore her.

10 The daughters see her and call her happy; the queens and concubines praise her. "Who is this, shining forth like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun"-but formidable as an army marching under banners?

11 [She] I had gone down to the nut orchard to see the fresh green plants in the valley, to see if the vine had budded,

12 or if the pomegranate trees were in bloom. Before I knew it, I found myself in a chariot, and with me was a prince.

13 [Chorus] Come back, come back, girl from Shulam! Come back, come back to where we can see you! Why are you looking at the girl from Shulam as if she were dancing for two army camps?

The Message Bible MSG

1 So where has this love of yours gone, fair one? Where on earth can he be? Can we help you look for him?

2 Never mind. My lover is already on his way to his garden, to browse among the flowers, touching the colors and forms.

3 I am my lover's and my lover is mine. He caresses the sweet-smelling flowers.

4 Dear, dear friend and lover, you're as beautiful as Tirzah, city of delights, Lovely as Jerusalem, city of dreams, the ravishing visions of my ecstasy.

5 Your beauty is too much for me - I'm in over my head. I'm not used to this! I can't take it in. Your hair flows and shimmers like a flock of goats in the distance streaming down a hillside in the sunshine.

6 Your smile is generous and full - expressive and strong and clean.

7 Your veiled cheeks are soft and radiant.

8 There's no one like her on earth, never has been, never will be.

9 She's a woman beyond compare. My dove is perfection, Pure and innocent as the day she was born, and cradled in joy by her mother. Everyone who came by to see her exclaimed and admired her - All the fathers and mothers, the neighbors and friends, blessed and praised her:

10 "Has anyone ever seen anything like this - dawn-fresh, moon-lovely, sun-radiant, ravishing as the night sky with its galaxies of stars?"

11 One day I went strolling through the orchard, looking for signs of spring, Looking for buds about to burst into flower, anticipating readiness, ripeness.

12 Before I knew it my heart was raptured, carried away by lofty thoughts!

13 Dance, dance, dear Shulammite, Angel-Princess! Dance, and we'll feast our eyes on your grace! Everyone wants to see the Shulammite dance her victory dances of love and peace.