Song of Solomon 1:6-17
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 1
6Do not stare at me because I am dark, For the sun has tanned me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; They made me caretaker of the vineyards, But I have not taken care of my own vineyard. 7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, Where do you pasture your flock, Where do you have it lie down at noon? For why should I be like one who veils herself Beside the flocks of your companions?' 8'If you yourself do not know, Most beautiful among women, Go out on the trail of the flock, And pasture your young goats By the tents of the shepherds. 9'To me, my darling, you are like My mare among the chariots of Pharaoh. 10Your cheeks are delightful with jewelry, Your neck with strings of beads.' 11'We will make for you jewelry of gold With beads of silver.' 12'While the king was at his table, My perfume gave forth its fragrance. 13My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh Which lies all night between my breasts. 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms In the vineyards of Engedi.' 15'How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves.' 16'How handsome you are, my beloved, And so delightful! Indeed, our bed is luxuriant! 17The beams of our house are cedars, Our rafters, junipers.King James Version
Chapter 1
6Look 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. 7Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? 8If 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. 9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
11We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 1
6Do not stare at me because I am dark, for the sun has gazed on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me take care of the vineyards. I have not taken care of my own vineyard. 7Tell me, you whom I love: Where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you let them rest at noon? Why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions?
8 If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds’ tents.
9I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
10Your cheeks are beautiful with jewelry, your neck with its necklace.
11We will make gold jewelry for you, accented with silver.
12While the king is on his couch, my perfume releases its fragrance.
13The one I love is a sachet of myrrh to me, spending the night between my breasts.
14The one I love is a cluster of henna blossoms to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
16How handsome you are, my love. How delightful! Our bed is verdant;
17the beams of our house are cedars, and our rafters are cypresses.
New Living Translation
8If you don’t know, O most beautiful woman, follow the trail of my flock, and graze your young goats by the shepherds’ tents.
9You are as exciting, my darling, as a mare among Pharaoh’s stallions.
10How lovely are your cheeks; your earrings set them afire! How lovely is your neck, enhanced by a string of jewels.
11We will make for you earrings of gold and beads of silver.
English Standard Version
Chapter 1
6Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has looked upon me. My mother 's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept! 7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture your flock, where you make it lie down at noon; for why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions? 8If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats beside the shepherds ' tents. 9I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh 's chariots. 10 Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. 11We will make for you ornaments of gold, studded with silver. 12While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance. 13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies between my breasts. 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of Engedi. 15 Behold, you are beautiful, my love; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves. 16Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly delightful. Our couch is green; 17the beams of our house are cedar; our rafters are pine.New International Version
Chapter 1
6Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I had to neglect. 7Tell me, you whom I love, where you graze your flock and where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your friends? 8If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the sheep and graze your young goats by the tents of the shepherds. 9I liken you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariot horses. 10Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels. 11We will make you earrings of gold, studded with silver. 12While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance. 13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts. 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi. 15How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves. 16How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant. 17The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.New King James Version
