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| Song-of-Solomon 4:1 | Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy hair is as a flock of goats, On the slopes of mount Gilead. | Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:2 | Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them. | Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; all of which bear twins, and none is barren among them. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:3 | Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil. | Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of pomegranate within thy locks. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:4 | Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men. | Thy neck is like the tower of David built for an armory, on which hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:5 | Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies. | Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:6 | Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense. | Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, I will repair to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:7 | Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee. | Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:8 | [Come] with me, from Lebanon, [my] spouse, With me from Lebanon, Come, look from the top of Amanah, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards. | Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:9 | Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck. | Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thy eyes, with one chain of thy neck. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:10 | How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices! | How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thy ointments than all spices! |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:11 | Thy lips, [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. | Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honey-comb; honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:12 | A garden enclosed is my sister, [my] spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed. | A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:13 | Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants; | Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphor, with spikenard, |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:14 | Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: | Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:15 | A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon. | A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon. |
| Song-of-Solomon 4:16 | Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits. | Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits. |
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