Song of Solomon 1:8-17 in English

⁸ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, Thy neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, And our rafters are firs.

⁸ If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherds' tents.

⁹ I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.

¹⁰ How are thy cheeks beautiful as those of a dove, thy neck as chains!

¹¹ We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.

¹² So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.

¹³ My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.

¹⁴ My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.

⁸ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

¹¹ We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

⁸ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

¹¹ We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

⁸ If you know not yourself, you fair one among women, go you forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed your kids by the shepherd's tents.

⁹ I have likened you, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.

¹⁰ How are your cheeks beautiful as those of a dove, your neck as chains!

¹¹ We will make you figures of gold with studs of silver.

¹² So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.

¹³ My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.

¹⁴ My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are fair, my companion; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are fair, my kinsman, yes, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.

⁸ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, thy neck with strings of jewels

¹¹ We will make thee plaits of gold with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna-flowers in the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our couch is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, and our rafters are firs.

⁸ You who are the most beautiful of all the women, if you search for me and do not know where I will take my sheep, follow the tracks/footprints of the sheep. Then allow your young goats to ◄graze/eat grass► near the shepherds' tents.

⁹ You are beautiful, my darling, like the young female horse that pulls the chariot of the king of Egypt.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are decorated with jewelry, and there are strings of beads/pearls around your neck.

¹¹ We will make for you some gold earrings that are decorated/inlaid with silver.

¹² While the king was on his couch, the smell of my perfume spread around the room.

¹³ The man who loves me is as delightful as MET a ◄sachet/small cloth bag► of myrrh between my breasts.

¹⁴ He is like MET a bunch of flowers from the vineyards at En-Gedi.

¹⁵ You whom I love, you are beautiful; you are very beautiful! Your eyes are as delightful/charming as doves.

¹⁶ You who love me, you are very delightful/handsome, you are wonderful! This green grass will be like a couch where we lie down.

¹⁷ Branches of cedar trees will shade us; it is as though branches of juniper/pine trees will be like MET a roof over our heads.

⁸ If you know not yourself, you fair one amongst women, go you forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed your kids by the shepherd's tents.

⁹ I have likened you, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.

¹⁰ How are your cheeks beautiful as those of a dove, your neck as chains!

¹¹ We will make you figures of gold with studs of silver.

¹² So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.

¹³ My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.

¹⁴ My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are fair, my companion; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are fair, my kinsman, yes, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful amongst women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.

⁹ I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.

¹⁰ Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.

¹² While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.

¹³ As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.

¹⁴ My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.

¹⁵ See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.

¹⁶ See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.

¹⁷ Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.

⁸ If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.

⁹ I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.

¹¹ We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.

¹² While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.

⁸ To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.

⁹ Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.

¹⁰ We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.

¹¹ While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.

¹² A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.

¹³ A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.

¹⁴ Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.

¹⁵ Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.

¹⁶ The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.

⁸ If you really don't know, you who are more beautiful than any other woman, then follow the tracks of my flock, and let your goats graze near the shepherd's tents.

⁹ My darling, to me you're like a mare among Pharaoh's horses that pull his chariots,

¹⁰ Your beautiful cheeks adorned with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ Let's make you some gold ornaments inlaid with silver.

¹² As the king lay on his couch, my nard perfume gave off its fragrance.

¹³ My love is like a pouch of myrrh, lying all night between my breasts.

¹⁴ My love is like a bunch of fragrant henna flowers in the vineyards of Engedi.

¹⁵ Look at how very beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are as gentle as doves.

¹⁶ And you, my love, are so handsome—how charming you are! The green grass is our bed,

¹⁷ with cedar trees as beams for our “house,” and pine trees for the rafters.

⁸ I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.

⁹ Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.

¹⁰ We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.

¹¹ Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.

¹² My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.

¹³ My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.

¹⁴ My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.

¹⁵ My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:

¹⁶ The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.

⁸ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock and feed thy kids, beside the shepherds' tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads.

¹¹ We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our couch is leafy.

¹⁷ The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses.

⁸ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, To a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, Thy neck with chains of gold.

¹¹ We will make thee borders of gold With studs of silver.

¹² While the king sitteth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire In the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thou hast doves’ eyes.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our bed is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedar, And our rafters of fir.

⁸ If thou knowest this not, O thou fairest of women, go but forth in the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids around the shepherds' dwellings.—

⁹ Unto the horse in Pharaoh's chariot do I compare thee, my beloved.

¹⁰ Comely are thy cheeks between strings of pearls, thy neck with rows of jewels.

¹¹ Chains of gold will we make for thee with studs of silver.—

¹² While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its pleasant smell.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my friend unto me, that resteth on my bosom.

¹⁴ A copher-cluster is my friend unto me in the vineyards of 'En-gedi.—

¹⁵ Lo, thou art beautiful, my beloved: lo, thou art beautiful: thy eyes are those of a dove.—

¹⁶ Lo, thou art beautiful, my friend, also pleasant: also our couch is made in the green wood.

¹⁷ The beams of our houses are cedars and our wainscoting of cypress-trees.

⁸ If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, Go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, And feed thy kids by the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have likened thee, my companion, To my horses in the chariots of Pharaoh.

¹⁰ How are thy cheeks beautiful as those of a dove, Thy neck as chains!

¹¹ We will make thee figures of gold With studs of silver.

¹² So long as the king was at table, My spikenard gave forth its smell.

¹³ My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; He shall lie between my breasts.

¹⁴ My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor In the vineyards of Engedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my companion; Behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, Yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, Our ceilings are of cypress.

⁸ Lad. If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Trace thou thy way by the tracks of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents!

⁹ Lov. To the horses in the chariots of Pharaoh Do I compare thee, my love!

¹⁰ Comely are thy cheeks with rows of jewels, Thy neck with strings of pearls.

¹¹ Golden chains will we make for thee, With studs of silver.

¹² M. While the king reclineth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.

¹³ A bunch of myrrh is my beloved to me; He shall abide between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers From the gardens of Engedi.

¹⁵ Lov. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves.

¹⁶ M. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, lovely; And green is our bed.

¹⁷ The cedars are the beams of our house, And its roof the cypresses.

⁸ If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.

⁹ I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.

¹² While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.

¹⁶ Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful amongst women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ If thou knowest not, O thou fairest among women, go forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds tents.

⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels , thy neck with chains of gold .

¹¹ We will make for thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its smell.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my well beloved to me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me as a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant: also our bed is green.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ If you don’t know, most beautiful amongst women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹ I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰ Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹ We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.

¹² While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹³ My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴ My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

⁸ A! thou fairest among women, if thou knowest not thyself, go thou out, and go forth after the steps of thy flocks; and feed thy kids, beside the tabernacles of shepherds.

⁹ My love, I likened thee to mine host of knights in the chariots of Pharaoh.

¹⁰ Thy cheeks be fair, as of a turtle; thy neck is as brooches.

¹¹ We shall make to thee golden ornaments, parted and made diverse with silver.

¹² When the king was in his resting place, my nard gave his odour.

¹³ My darling is a bundle of myrrh to me; he shall dwell betwixt my teats.

¹⁴ My darling is to me a cluster of cypress trees, among the vineries of Engedi.

¹⁵ Lo! my love, thou art fair; lo! thou art fair, thine eyes be the eyes of culvers.

¹⁶ Lo! my darling, thou art fair and shapely; our bed is fair as flowers.

¹⁷ The beams of our houses be of cedar; our couplings be of cypress.

⁸ A! thou fairest among women, if thou knowest not thyself, go thou out, and go forth after the steps of thy flocks; and feed thy kids, beside the tabernacles of shepherds. (O thou most beautiful among women! if thou thyself knowest not, go thou out, and go forth after the steps of thy flocks; and feed thy goat kids, beside the shepherds’ tents.)

⁹ My love, I likened thee to mine host of knights in the chariots of Pharaoh. (My love, I would liken thee to Pharaoh’s army of chariot drivers.)

¹⁰ Thy cheeks be fair, as of a turtle; thy neck is as brooches. (Thy cheeks be beautiful, like a turtledove; thy neck is adorned with jewels.)

¹¹ We shall make to thee golden ornaments, parted and made diverse with silver. (We shall make golden ornaments for thee, set with silver beads.)

¹² When the king was in his resting place, my nard gave his odour. (While the king lieth on his couch, my spikenard gave forth its aroma.)

¹³ My darling is a bundle of myrrh to me; he shall dwell betwixt my teats. (My darling is like a bundle of myrrh for me; and he shall rest between my breasts.)

¹⁴ My darling is to me (as) a cluster of cypress tree(s), among the vineries of Engedi. (My darling is like a cluster of cypress trees for me, among the vineyards of Engedi.)

¹⁵ Lo! my love, thou art fair; lo! thou art fair, thine eyes be the eyes of culvers. (Behold! my love, thou art beautiful; lo! thou (art) beautiful, thine eyes (be) like doves.)

¹⁶ Lo! my darling, thou art fair and shapely; our bed is fair as flowers. (Behold! my darling, thou art beautiful and shapely; the grass and the flowers shall be our bed.)

¹⁷ The beams of our houses be of cedar; our couplings be of cypress. (The beams of our house shall be the cedars; our couplings shall be the cypress trees.)

⁸ If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!

⁹ To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,

¹⁰ Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.

¹¹ Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!

¹² While the king is in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.

¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.

¹⁴ A cluster of cypress is my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!

¹⁵ Lo, thou art fair, my friend, Lo, thou art fair, thine eyes are doves!

¹⁶ Lo, thou art fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch is green,

¹⁷ The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are firs, I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!