Song of Solomon - douay rheims

Chapter 5

¹ Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
² I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
³ I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
⁴ My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
⁵ I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
⁶ I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
⁷ 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.
⁸ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
⁹ What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
¹⁰ My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
¹¹ His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
¹² His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
¹³ His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrb.
¹⁴ His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
¹⁵ His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
¹⁶ His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
¹⁷ Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?

Song of Solomon - webster

Chapter 5

¹ I have come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh, with my spice; I have eaten my honey-comb with my honey; I have drank my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
² I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
³ I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
⁴ My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved: and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet-smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
⁶ I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
⁷ The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my vail from me.
⁸ I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick with love.
⁹ What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
¹⁰ My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
¹¹ His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
¹² His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
¹³ His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet-smelling myrrh.
¹⁴ His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
¹⁵ His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
¹⁶ His mouth is most sweet: yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Song of Solomon - world english bible

Chapter 5

¹ have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved
² was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night."
³ have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?
⁴ beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
⁵ rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
⁶ opened to my beloved; but my beloved left; and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn't find him. I called him, but he didn't answer.
⁷ watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.
⁸ adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends
⁹ is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you do so adjure us? Beloved
¹⁰ beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.
¹¹ head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.
¹² eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, washed with milk, mounted like jewels.
¹³ cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
¹⁴ hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires.
¹⁵ legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
¹⁶ mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem. Friends

Song of Solomon - darby

Chapter 5

¹ I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ones!
² I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
³ -- I have put off my tunic, how should I put it on? I have washed my feet, how should I pollute them? --
⁴ My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door]; And my bowels yearned for him.
⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the lock.
⁶ I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself; he was gone: My soul went forth when he spoke. I sought him, but I found him not; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
⁷ 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.
⁸ I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ... What will ye tell him? -- That I am sick of love.
⁹ What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, Thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so charge us?
¹⁰ My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.
¹¹ His head is [as] the finest gold; His locks are flowing, black as the raven;
¹² His eyes are like doves by the water-brooks, Washed with milk, fitly set;
¹³ His cheeks are as a bed of spices, raised beds of sweet plants; His lips lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
¹⁴ His hands gold rings, set with the chrysolite; His belly is bright ivory, overlaid [with] sapphires;
¹⁵ His legs, pillars of marble, set upon bases of fine gold: His bearing as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars;
¹⁶ His mouth is most sweet: Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, yea, this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Song of Solomon - american standard version

Chapter 5

¹ I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
² I was asleep, but my heart waked: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
³ I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
⁴ My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], And my heart was moved for him.
⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands droppeth with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.
⁶ I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
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.
⁸ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
⁹ What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so adjure us?
¹⁰ My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.
¹¹ His head is [as] the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven.
¹² His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
¹³ His cheeks are as a bed of spices, [As] banks of sweet herbs: His lips are [as] lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
¹⁴ His hands are [as] rings of gold set with beryl: His body is [as] ivory work overlaid [with] sapphires.
¹⁵ His legs are [as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
¹⁶ His mouth is most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Song of Solomon - basic english

Chapter 5

¹ I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; to take my myrrh with my spice; my wax with my honey; my wine with my milk. Take meat, O friends; take wine, yes, be overcome with love.
² I am sleeping, but my heart is awake; it is the sound of my loved one at the door, saying, Be open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my very beautiful one; my head is wet with dew, and my hair with the drops of the night.
³ I have put off my coat; how may I put it on? My feet are washed; how may I make them unclean?
⁴ My loved one put his hand on the door, and my heart was moved for him.
⁵ I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door.
⁶ I made the door open to my loved one; but my loved one had taken himself away, and was gone, my soul was feeble when his back was turned on me; I went after him, but I did not come near him; I said his name, but he gave me no answer.
⁷ The keepers who go about the town overtook me; they gave me blows and wounds; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
⁸ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you see my loved one, what will you say to him? That I am overcome with love.
⁹ What is your loved one more than another, O fairest among women? What is your loved one more than another, that you say this to us?
¹⁰ My loved one is white and red, the chief among ten thousand.
¹¹ His head is as the most delicate gold; his hair is thick, and black as a raven.
¹² His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the water streams, washed with milk, and rightly placed.
¹³ His face is as beds of spices, giving out perfumes of every sort; his lips like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
¹⁴ His hands are as rings of gold ornamented with beryl-stones; his body is as a smooth plate of ivory covered with sapphires.
¹⁵ His legs are as pillars of stone on a base of delicate gold; his looks are as Lebanon, beautiful as the cedar-tree.
¹⁶ His mouth is most sweet; yes, he is all beautiful. This is my loved one, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.