Song of Songs

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Area	Total	Changed	%
Verses	117	76	64.96%
Words	1821	178	9.77%

Verses

1:1	The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s. Finest Song.
1:2	W Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your lovecaresses isare more delightful than wine.
1:4	Take me with you  — let’s us hurry. Oh, that the king would bring me to his chambers. Y We will rejoice and be glad forin you; we will praisecelebrate your lovecaresses more than wine. W It is only right that they adore you.
1:6	Do not stare at me because I am dark, for the sun has gazed on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me atake keepercare of the vineyards. I have not kepttaken care of my own vineyard.
1:7	Tell me, you, thewhom one I love: Where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you let them rest at noon? Why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions?
1:8	M If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds’ tents.
1:12	W While the king is on his couch, my perfume releases its fragrance.
1:13	MyThe one I love is a sachet of myrrh to me, spending the night between my breasts.
1:14	MyThe one I love is a cluster of henna blossoms to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.
1:15	M How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
1:16	W How handsome you are, my love. How delightful! Our bed is lushverdant; with foliage;
2:1	I am a rosewildflower of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2:2	M Like a lily among thorns, so is my darling among the young women.
2:3	W Like an apricot tree among the trees of the forest, so is my love among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
2:6	HisMay his left hand isbe under my head, and his right arm embracesembrace me.
2:7	Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and the wild does of the field:, do not stir up or awaken love until the appropriate time.
2:9	My love is like a gazelle or a young stag. LookSee, he is standing behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
2:10	My love calls to me: M Arise, my darling. Come away, my beautiful one.
2:15	(W) Catch the foxes for us  — the little foxes that ruin the vineyards — for our vineyards are in bloom.
2:16	W My love is mine and I am his; he feeds among the lilies.
2:17	BeforeUntil the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn to mearound, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the divided mountains.
3:4	I had just passed them when I found the one I love. I held on to him and would not let him go until I brought him to my mother’s house  — to the chamber of the one who conceived me.
3:5	Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and the wild does of the field:, do not stir up or awaken love until the appropriate time.
3:6	NWho What is this coming up from the wilderness like columns of smoke, scented with myrrh and frankincense from every fragrant powder of the merchant?
3:7	ItLook! is Solomon’s royalbed litter surrounded by 60sixty warriors from the mighty men of Israel.
3:9	King Solomon made a sedancarriage chair for himself with wood from Lebanon.
3:11	ComeGo out, young women of Zion, and gaze at King Solomon, wearing the crown his mother placed on him on the day of his wedding  — the day of his heart’s rejoicing.
4:1	M How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Behind your veil, your eyes are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
4:2	Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from washing, each one havingbearing a twintwins, and notnone onehas missinglost its young.
4:4	Your neck is like the tower of David, constructed in layers. A thousand bucklersshields are hung on it — all of them shields of warriors.
4:6	BeforeUntil the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
4:7	You are absolutely beautiful, my darling,; withthere is no imperfection in you.
4:8	Come with me from Lebanon, my bride—; come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summit of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
4:10	How delightful your lovecaresses isare, my sister, my bride. Your lovecaresses isare much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam.
4:12	My sister, my bride, you are a locked garden — a locked garden and a sealed spring.
4:13	Your branches are a paradise of pomegranates with choicest fruits,; henna with nard—,
4:16	W Awaken, north wind—; come, south wind. Blow on my garden, and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my love come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.
5:1	M I have come to my garden — my sister, my bride. I gather my myrrh with my spices. I eat my honeycomb with my honey. I drink my wine with my milk. N Eat, friends! Drink, be intoxicated with lovecaresses!
5:2	W I sleepwas sleeping, but my heart iswas awake. A sound! My love iswas knocking! M Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with droplets of the night.
5:3	W I have taken off my clothing. How can I put it back on? I have washed my feet. How can I get them dirty?
5:6	I opened to my love, but my love had turned and gone away. IMy washeart crushedsank thatbecause he had left. I sought him, but did not find him. I called him, but he did not answer.
5:7	The guards who go about the city found me. They beat and wounded me; they took my cloak from me — the guardians of the walls.
5:8	Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you:, if you find my love, tell him that I am lovesick.
5:9	Y What makes the one you love better than another, most beautiful of women? What makes him better than another, that you would give us this charge?
5:10	W My love is fit and strong, notable among ten thousand.
5:12	His eyes are like doves beside flowing streams of water, washed in milk and set like jewels.
5:13	His cheeks are like beds of spice, towersmounds of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.
5:14	His arms are rods of gold set with topazberyl. His body is an ivory panel covered with sapphireslapis lazuli.
6:1	Y Where has your love gone, most beautiful of women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
6:2	W My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies.
6:4	M You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners.
6:8	There are 60sixty queens and 80eighty concubines and young women without number.
6:10	Y Who is this who shines like the dawn—, as beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as an army with banners?
6:11	W 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.
6:12	Before I knewdidn’t it,know mywhat desirewas puthappening to me. amongI thefelt chariotslike ofI mywas noblein peoplea chariot with a nobleman.
6:13	Y Come back, come back, Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may look at you! MHow Why are you lookinggaze at the Shulammite, as you look at the dance of the two camps?!
7:2	Your navel is a rounded bowl; it never lacks mixed wine. Your waistbelly is a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.
7:4	Your neck is like a tower of ivory, your eyes like pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim’s gate. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.
7:5	Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple cloth — a king could be held captive in your tresses.
7:9	Your mouth is like fine wine  — W flowing smoothly for my love, gliding past my lips and teeth!
7:10	I belongam to my love’s, and his desire is for me.
7:12	Let’s go early to the vineyards; let’s see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my lovecaresses.
7:13	The mandrakes give off a fragrance, and at our doors is every delicacy—, both new asand well as old. I have treasured them up for you, my love.
8:2	I would lead you, I would take you, to the house of my mother who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranate. juice.
8:3	HisMay his left hand isbe under my head, and his right arm embracesembrace me.
8:4	Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you:, do not stir up or awaken love until the appropriate time.
8:5	Y Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on the one she loves? W I awakened you under the apricot tree. There your mother conceived you; there she conceived and gave you birth.
8:6	Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death; ardentjealousy love is as unrelenting as Sheol. Love’s flames are fiery flames  — thean fiercestalmighty offlame! all.
8:7	MightyA watershuge torrent cannot extinguish love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all his wealth for love, it would be utterly scorned.
8:8	B Our sister is young; she has no breasts. What will we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?
8:9	If she is a wall, we will build a silver parapetbarricade on ither. If she is a door, we will enclose ither with cedar planks.
8:10	W I am a wall and my breasts like towers. So into hishim eyes I have become like one who finds peace.
8:11	Solomon owned a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He leased the vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for his fruit 1,000one thousand pieces of silver.
8:12	I have my own vineyard. The 1,000one thousand are for you, Solomon, but 200two hundred for those who guardtake care of its fruits.
8:13	M You who dwell in the gardens—, companions are listening for your voice—; let me hear you!
8:14	WRun Hurryaway towith me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.