Song of Solomon 6 – read and compare multiple versions of the Bible

World English Bible

Song of Solomon 6 (WEBP)

[1] Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
[2] My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
[3] I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.
[4] You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
[5] Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
[6] Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins; not one is bereaved among them.
[7] Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
[8] There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
[9] My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother’s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed. The queens and the concubines saw her, and they praised her.
[10] Who is she who looks out as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
[11] I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
[12] Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people’s chariots.
[13] Return, return, Shulammite! Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim?

Scripture quotations are taken from The World English Bible™ of eBible.org, 2020 stable text edition. It is in the public domain.

King James w/Strong’s #s

Song of Solomon 6 (KJVS)

[1] Whither is thy beloved gone, () O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? () that we may seek () him with thee.
[2] My beloved is gone down () into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed () in the gardens, and to gather () lilies.
[3] I [am] my beloved’s, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth () among the lilies.
[4] Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners. ()
[5] Turn away () thine eyes from me, for they have overcome () me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
[6] Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up () from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, () and [there is] not one barren among them.
[7] As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
[8] There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
[9] My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bare () her. The daughters saw () her, and blessed () her; [yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised () her.
[10] Who [is] she [that] looketh forth () as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners? ()
[11] I went down () into the garden of nuts to see () the fruits of the valley, [and] to see () whether the vine flourished, () [and] the pomegranates budded. ()
[12] Or ever I was aware, () my soul made () me [like] the chariots of Amminadib.
[13] Return, () return, () O Shulamite; return, () return, () that we may look () upon thee. What will ye see () in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

Young’s Literal Translation

Song of Solomon 6 (YLT)

[1] Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?
[2] My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
[3] I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
[4] Fair art thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
[5] Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair is as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
[6] Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
[7] As the work of the pomegranate is thy temple behind thy veil.
[8] Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
[9] One is my dove, my perfect one, One she is of her mother, The choice one she is of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
[10] ‘Who is this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon-clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?’
[11] Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed-
[12] I knew not my soul, It made me-chariots of my people Nadib.
[13] Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?