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Song of Solomon 4:1 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

1 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 Gil´e-ad.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 HOW FAIR you are, my love [he said], how very fair! Your eyes behind your veil [remind me] of those of a dove; your hair [makes me think of the black, wavy fleece] of a flock of [the Arabian] goats which one sees trailing down Mount Gilead [beyond the Jordan on the frontiers of the desert].

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

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Common English Bible

1 Look at you—so beautiful, my dearest! Look at you—so beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind the veil of your hair! Your hair is like a flock of goats as they stream down Mount Gilead.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Groom to Bride: How beautiful you are, my love, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are those of a dove, except for what is hidden within. Your hair is like flocks of goats, which ascend along the mountain of Gilead.

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Song of Solomon 4:1
17 Tagairtí Cros  

so shall the King greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.


Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.


My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.


O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.


Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gil´e-ad:


As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.


Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the King is held in the galleries.


For thus saith the Lord unto the king's house of Judah; Thou art Gil´e-ad unto me, and the head of Lebanon: yet surely I will make thee a wilderness, and cities which are not inhabited.


And thy renown went forth among the heathen for thy beauty: for it was perfect through my comeliness, which I had put upon thee, saith the Lord God.


Feed thy people with thy rod, the flock of thine heritage, which dwell solitarily in the wood, in the midst of Carmel: let them feed in Bashan and Gil´e-ad, as in the days of old.


Now the children of Reuben and the children of Gad had a very great multitude of cattle: and when they saw the land of Jazer, and the land of Gil´e-ad, that, behold, the place was a place for cattle;


And Moses gave Gil´e-ad unto Machir the son of Manas´seh; and he dwelt therein.


Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.


But we all, with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord, are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Spirit of the Lord.


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