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Song of Solomon 1:8 - Revised Standard Version

8 If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your kids beside the shepherds' tents.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids Beside the shepherds' tents.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 If you do not know [where your lover is], O you fairest among women, run along, follow the tracks of the flock, and [amuse yourself by] pasturing your kids beside the shepherds' tents.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

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Common English Bible

8 If you don’t know your way, most beautiful of women, then follow the tracks of the herds and graze your little goats by the tents of the shepherds.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.

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Song of Solomon 1:8
25 Tagairtí Cros  

As for the saints in the land, they are the noble, in whom is all my delight.


and the king will desire your beauty. Since he is your lord, bow to him;


with all kinds of wealth. The princess is decked in her chamber with gold-woven robes;


Happy is the man who listens to me, watching daily at my gates, waiting beside my doors.


Behold, you are beautiful, my love; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.


My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away;


Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead.


How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride! how much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!


You are all fair, my love; there is no flaw in you.


What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us?


Whither has your beloved gone, O fairest among women? Whither has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?


Thus says the Lord: “Stand by the roads, and look, and ask for the ancient paths, where the good way is; and walk in it, and find rest for your souls. But they said, ‘We will not walk in it.’


When they had finished breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?” He said to him, “Yes, Lord; you know that I love you.” He said to him, “Feed my lambs.”


Be imitators of me, as I am of Christ.


that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish.


Remember your leaders, those who spoke to you the word of God; consider the outcome of their life, and imitate their faith.


so that you may not be sluggish, but imitators of those who through faith and patience inherit the promises.


Was not Abraham our father justified by works, when he offered his son Isaac upon the altar?


And in the same way was not also Rahab the harlot justified by works when she received the messengers and sent them out another way?


As an example of suffering and patience, brethren, take the prophets who spoke in the name of the Lord.


as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord. And you are now her children if you do right and let nothing terrify you.


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