Jubilee Bible 2000 JUB
New International Version NIV
1 Where has thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? where didst thy beloved separate himself? that we may seek him with thee.
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Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your beloved turn, that we may look for him with you?
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather the lilies.
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My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 I <em>am</em> my beloved’s, and my beloved <em>is</em> mine; he feeds among the lilies.
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I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies.
4 Thou <em>art</em> beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as desirable as Jerusalem, imposing as the standard-bearer <em>of the army</em>.
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You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me; thy hair <em>is</em> as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
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Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead.
6 Thy teeth <em>are</em> as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, of which every one bears twins, and <em>there is</em> not one barren among them.
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Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is missing.
7 As slices of pomegranate <em>are</em> thy temples within thy locks.
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Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
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Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number;
9 My dove is <em>but</em> one, my perfect <em>one</em>; she <em>is</em> the <em>only</em> one of her mother, she <em>is</em> the choice <em>one</em> of her that brought her into the light. The virgins saw her and called her blessed; <em>yea</em>, the queens and the concubines and they praised her.
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but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her.
10 Who <em>is</em> she <em>that</em> shows herself forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, <em>and</em> imposing as the standard-bearer <em>of the army</em>?
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Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, <em>and</em> to see whether the vines flourished, <em>and</em> the pomegranates budded.
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I went down to the grove of nut trees to look at the new growth in the valley, to see if the vines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me return <em>like</em> the chariots of Amminadib.
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Before I realized it, my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? <em>She shall be</em> as a multitude of tabernacles.
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Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, that we may gaze on you! Why would you gaze on the Shulammite as on the dance of Mahanaim?
The Jubilee Bible (from the Scriptures of the Reformation), edited by Russell M. Stendal, Copyright © 2000, 2001, 2010
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