Song of Solomon 5:7 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 18957 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. Féach an chaibidilTuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 17697 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. Féach an chaibidilAmplified Bible - Classic Edition7 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. Féach an chaibidilAmerican Standard Version (1901)7 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. Féach an chaibidilCommon English Bible7 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! Féach an chaibidilCatholic Public Domain Version7 I rose up in order to open to my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the finest myrrh. Féach an chaibidil |