Song of Solomon 6:2-5 in English

² My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

² My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: thy hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.

² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

² I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.

³ You are fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.

⁴ Turn away your eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: your hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.

⁵ Your teeth are as flocks of shorn sheep, that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely.

² My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth his flock among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² The one who loves me has now come to me, who am like MET, EUP his garden, He has come to enjoy my ◄charms/physical attractions► which are like MET, EUP spices, to enjoy cuddling up to me EUP, MET, and kissing my lips, which are like MET lilies.

³ I belong to the one who loves me, and the one who loves me belongs to me; he enjoys kissing my lips like MET a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.

⁴ My darling, you are beautiful, like SIM Tirzah the capital city of Israel and Jerusalem the capital city of Judah are beautiful; you are as exciting MET as a group/battalion of troops holding up their banners.

⁵ Quit looking at me like that, because your eyes excite me very much. Your long black hair moves from side to side like SIM a flock of black goats moving down the slopes of Gilead Mountain.

² I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds amongst the lilies.

³ You are fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.

⁴ Turn away your eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: your hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.

⁵ Your teeth are as flocks of shorn sheep, that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren amongst them: your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses amongst the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.

³ I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.

⁵ Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.

² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of Gilead.

² I to my beloved, and my beloved to me, who feedeth among the lilies.

³ Thou art beautiful, O my love, sweet and comely as Jerusalem: terrible as an army set in array.

⁴ Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.

⁵ Thy teeth as a flock of sheep, which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them.

² My love has gone down to his garden, to his flowerbeds of spices. He enjoys feeding in the gardens and plucks lilies.

³ I am my love's, and my love is mine! He is the one who feeds among the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my darling, as pretty as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem—you look stunning!

⁵ Please turn your eyes away from me—they're driving me insane! Your hair flows down like a flock of goats descending Mount Gilead.

² I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.

³ Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.

⁴ Turne away thine eyes from me: for they ouercome mee: thine heare is like a flocke of goates, which looke downe from Gilead.

⁵ Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe, which goe vp from the washing, which euery one bring out twinnes, and none is barren among them.

² 'My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, that feedeth among the lilies.'

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that trail down from Gilead.

² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: Thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

² My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my friend's, and my friend is mine: he that feedeth among the lilies.—

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my beloved, like Thirzah, comely like Jerusalem, terrible as armies encamped round their banners.

⁵ Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have excited me: thy hair is like a flock of goats that come quietly down from mount Gil'ad.

² My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, To feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my kinsman’s, and my kinsman is mine, Who feeds among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure, Beautiful as Jerusalem, Terrible as armies set in array.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from before me, For they have ravished me: Thy hair is as flocks of goats Which have appeared from Gilead.

² M. My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To feed in the gardens, And to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Beautiful art thou, my love, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem; But terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me! They overpower me! Thy locks are like a flock of goats, Which lie down upon Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the garden and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.

⁴ You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners.

⁵ Turn your eyes away from me, for they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats going down from the slopes of Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses amongst the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses amongst the lilies.

⁴ You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

⁵ Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

² My darling went down into his orchard, to the garden of sweet smelling spices, that he be fed there in the orchards, and gather lilies.

³ I to my darling; and my darling, that is fed among the lilies, be to me.

⁴ My love, thou art fair, sweet and shapely as Jerusalem, thou art fearedful as the battle array of hosts set in good order.

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they made me to flee away; thine hairs be as the flocks of goats, that appeared from Gilead.

² My darling went down into his orchard, to the garden of sweet smelling spices, that he be fed there in the orchards, and gather lilies.

³ I to my darling; and my darling, that is fed among the lilies, be to me. (I am for my darling; and my darling, he who is fed among the lilies, is for me.)

⁴ My love, thou art fair, sweet and shapely as Jerusalem, thou art fearedful as the battle array of hosts set in good order. (My love, thou art as beautiful as Tirzah, and as lovely as Jerusalem, and thou art as awesome as the battle array of armies set in good order.)

⁵ Turn away thine eyes from me, for they made me to flee away; thine hairs be as the flocks of goats, that appeared from Gilead, (or thy hair is like the flocks of goats, that appeared from Gilead).

² My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.

⁴ Fair art thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.

⁵ Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair is as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,