6:1 |
tNIV | Where has your lover gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your lover turn, that we may look for him with you? Beloved | Where has your lover beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your lover beloved turn, that we may look for him with you? Beloved She | Where has your lover beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your lover beloved turn, that we may look for him with you? Beloved She |
6:2 |
tNIV | My lover has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies. | My lover beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies. | My lover beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies. |
6:3 |
tNIV | I am my lover’s and my lover is mine; he browses among the lilies. Lover | I am my lover beloved’s and my lover beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies. Lover He | I am my lover beloved’s and my lover beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies. Lover He |
6:4 |
tNIV | You are beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, majestic as troops with banners. | You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. | You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. |
6:6 |
tNIV | Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is alone. | Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is alone missing. | Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is alone missing. |
6:9 |
tNIV | but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her. Friends | but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her. Friends | but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her. Friends |
6:10 |
tNIV | Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession? Lover | Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession? Lover He | Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession? Lover He |
6:13 |
tNIV | Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, that we may gaze on you! Lover Why would you gaze on the Shulammite as on the dance of Mahanaim? | Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, that we may gaze on you! Lover He Why would you gaze on the Shulammite as on the dance of Mahanaim? | Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, that we may gaze on you! Lover He Why would you gaze on the Shulammite as on the dance of Mahanaim? |