Your people volunteer in the day of Your might, In the splendours of set-apartness! From the womb, from the morning, You have the dew of Your youth!
Song of Solomon 1:16 - The Scriptures 2009 See, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant! Also our bed is green. Dugang nga mga bersyonKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, Yea, pleasant: Also our bed is green. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition [She cried] Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved [shepherd], yes, delightful! Our arbor and couch are green and leafy. American Standard Version (1901) Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green. Common English Bible Look at you—so beautiful, my love! Yes, delightful! Yes, our bed is lush and green! Catholic Public Domain Version Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees. |
Your people volunteer in the day of Your might, In the splendours of set-apartness! From the womb, from the morning, You have the dew of Your youth!
You are more handsome than the sons of men; Favour has been poured upon Your lips; Therefore Elohim has blessed You forever.
See, you are beautiful, my love! See, you are beautiful! Your eyes are as doves.
Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons. I delighted in his shade and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
My beloved is like a gazelle or like a young stag. See, he is standing behind our wall, Looking through the windows, Peering through the lattice.
See, it is Shelomoh’s couch – Sixty mighty men are around it, Of the mighty men of Yisra’ĕl,
I was sleeping, But my heart was awake – the voice of my beloved! He knocks, “Open for me, my sister, My love, my dove, my perfect one; For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.”
I rose to open for my beloved, And my hands dripped with myrrh, My fingers with flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
For what goodness is His, and what comeliness is His. Grain make the young men thrive, and new wine the maidens!