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Song of Solomon 1:6 - Tree of Life Version

6 Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has looked on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me keeper of the vineyards; my very own vineyard I have not kept.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

6 Look not upon me, because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me: My mother's children were angry with me; They made me the keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

6 [Please] do not look at me, [she said, for] I am swarthy. [I have worked out] in the sun and it has left its mark upon me. My stepbrothers were angry with me, and they made me keeper of the vineyards; but my own vineyard [my complexion] I have not kept.

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American Standard Version (1901)

6 Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother’s sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept.

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Common English Bible

6 Don’t stare at me because I’m darkened by the sun’s gaze. My own brothers were angry with me. They made me a caretaker of the vineyards— but I couldn’t care for my own vineyard.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

6 Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine.

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Song of Solomon 1:6
15 Tagairtí Cros  

My skin has turned black on me; my bones burn with heat.


For I have endured scorn for Your sake. Disgrace has covered my face.


For even your brothers —your father’s house— even they will betray you, even they will shout out after you. Have no confidence in them, even if they say nice words to you.”


“Because of the brokenness of the daughter of my people, I am brokenhearted. I mourn—desolation grips me.


Their form has become darker than soot! They are not recognized in the street. Their skin has shriveled on their bones, withered like a tree.


For son treats father with contempt; daughter rises up against mother; daughter-in-law against mother-in-law: a man’s enemies are the people of his own house.


And you will be hated by all because of My name, but the one who endures to the end shall be saved.


It is enough for the disciple to become like his teacher, and the slave like his master. If they have called the head of the house beelzebul, how much more the members of his household!


But when the sun came up, it was scorched; and because it had no root, it withered away.


They were strengthening the souls of the disciples, encouraging them to persevere in faith, and saying, “It is through many persecutions that we must enter the kingdom of God.”


But just as at that time the one born according to the flesh persecuted the one born according to the Ruach, so it is now.


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