Young's Literal Translation

Song of Solomon 3

The Song of Songs, Which is Solomon's

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Chapter 4

1

 

  Lo, thou [art] fair, my friend, lo, thou [art] fair, Thine eyes [are] doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead, 

 

 


2

 

  Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them. 

 

 


3

 

  As a thread of scarlet [are] thy lips, And thy speech [is] comely, As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil, 

 

 


4

 

  As the tower of David [is] thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty. 

 

 


5

 

  Thy two breasts [are] as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies. 

 

 


6

 

  Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto the hill of frankincense. 

 

 


7

 

  Thou [art] all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse, 

 

 


8

 

  Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards. 

 

 


9

 

  Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck. 

 

 


10

 

  How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices. 

 

 


11

 

  Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk [are] under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments [Is] as the fragrance of Lebanon. 

 

 


12

 

  A garden shut up [is] my sister-spouse, A spring shut up -- a fountain sealed. 

 

 


13

 

  Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits, 

 

 


14

 

  Cypresses with nard -- nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices. 

 

 


15

 

  A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon! 

 

 


16

 

  Awake, O north wind, and come, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant fruits! 

 

 


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