Let the righteous strike me; let the faithful correct me. Never let the oil of the wicked anoint my head, for my prayer is continually against their wicked deeds.
Song of Solomon 5:7 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021 Making their rounds in the city the sentinels found me; they beat me; they wounded me; they took away my mantle, those sentinels of the walls. Flere versionerKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 The watchmen that went about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition The watchmen who go about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took my veil and my mantle from me. American Standard Version (1901) The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me. Common English Bible They found me—the guards who make their rounds in the city. They struck me, bruised me. They took my shawl away from me, those guards of the city walls! Catholic Public Domain Version I rose up in order to open to my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the finest myrrh. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. |
Let the righteous strike me; let the faithful correct me. Never let the oil of the wicked anoint my head, for my prayer is continually against their wicked deeds.
The sentinels found me, as they went about in the city. “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned away and was gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him but did not find him; I called him, but he gave no answer.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him this: I am faint with love.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he entrusted the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
Upon your walls, O Jerusalem, I have posted sentinels; all day and all night they shall never be silent. You who remind the Lord, take no rest,
Therefore I have hewn them by the prophets; I have killed them by the words of my mouth, and my judgment goes forth as the light.
“Blessed are you when people hate you and when they exclude you, revile you, and defame you on account of the Son of Man.
They will put you out of the synagogues. Indeed, an hour is coming when those who kill you will think that by doing so they are offering worship to God.
For such boasters are false apostles, deceitful workers, disguising themselves as apostles of Christ.
as to zeal, a persecutor of the church; as to righteousness under the law, blameless.
looking to Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith, who for the sake of the joy that was set before him endured the cross, disregarding its shame, and has taken his seat at the right hand of the throne of God.