Song of Solomon 2:16-17 in English

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds his flock among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be thou like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds his flock among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be you like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth his flock among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ You who love me, I belong to you and you belong to me, and you experience pleasure when you kiss my lips like MET a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.

¹⁷ You who love me, come and be like SIM a gazelle or like a young deer on the hills of Bether, and then flee like a deer at dawn tomorrow morning, when the darkness fades.

¹⁶ My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds his flock amongst the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be you like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses amongst the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.

¹⁷ Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, come, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth his flock among the lilies,

¹⁷ Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away. Turn, my beloved: be thou like a gazelle or a young hart, Upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,

¹⁷ Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,

¹⁷ until the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear. Come back to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the split mountains.

¹⁶ My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,

¹⁷ Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, And be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My friend is mine, and I am his—that feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day become cool, and the shadows flee away, turn about, my friend, and be thou like the roebuck or the fawn of the hinds upon the mountains of separation.

¹⁶ My kinsman is mine, and I am his: He feeds his flock among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, Turn, my kinsman, Be thou like to a roe or young hart On the mountains of the ravines.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, Come again, my beloved, like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the craggy mountains.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.

¹⁷ Go away, my beloved, before the soft winds of dawn blow and the shadows flee away. Go away; be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses amongst the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses amongst the lilies.

¹⁷ Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

¹⁶ My darling is to me, and I am to him, which is fed among lilies;

¹⁷ till the day spring, and shadows be bowed down. My darling, turn thou again; be thou like a capret, and a calf of harts, on the hills of Bether.

¹⁶ My darling is to me, and I am to him, which is fed among lilies; (My darling is for me, and I am for him, who is fed among the lilies;)

¹⁷ till the day spring, and shadows be bowed down. My darling, turn thou again; be thou like a capret, and a calf of harts, on the hills of Bether. (until the day spring forth, and the shadows be bowed down. My darling, return thou; be thou like a gazelle, or a hart calf, on the hills of Bether or upon the rugged hills.)

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his, Who is delighting among the lilies,

¹⁷ Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!