Song of Songs 3:1
On my bed at night, I sought the one my soul loves; I sought him, but I did not find him.
On my bed at night, I sought the one my soul loves; I sought him, but I did not find him.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night in my bedd, I sought him, whom my soule loueth: yee diligently sought I him, but I founde him not.
In my bed by night I sought him that my soule loued: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night in my bed I sought hym whom my soule loueth: yea diligently sought I him, but I found him not.
¶ By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.
On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed I was looking for him who is the love of my soul: I was looking for him, but I did not see him.
By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.
The Lost Lover is FoundThe Beloved about Her Lover: All night long on my bed I longed for my lover. I longed for him but he never appeared.
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2I will arise now and go about the city, through the streets and the squares; I will seek the one my soul loves. I sought him, but I did not find him.
3The watchmen who patrol the city found me. "Have you seen the one my soul loves?"
4Scarcely had I passed them when I found the one my soul loves. I held him and would not let him go until I had brought him to my mother’s house, to the room of the one who conceived me.
5I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the field: do not awaken or arouse love until it pleases.
6Who is this coming up from the wilderness like columns of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the fragrant powders of the merchant?
6I opened to my beloved, but he had withdrawn and was gone. My soul failed when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he did not answer.
7The watchmen who go about the city found me; they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him that I am lovesick.
9What makes your beloved better than another beloved, most beautiful among women? What makes your beloved better than another, that you should beg us so passionately?
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.
15'So I came out to meet you, to diligently seek your face, and I have found you.'
2I was sleeping, but my heart was awake. I heard the sound of my beloved knocking: "Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is drenched with dew and my hair with the dampness of the night."
3I have taken off my tunic; how can I put it back on? I have washed my feet; how can I dirty them again?
7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
2My voice cries out to God, and I will call aloud; my voice reaches God, and He listens to me.
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.
6My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods, and with joyful lips my mouth will praise you.
10Your mouth is like the finest wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding over the lips of those who are asleep.
11I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
12Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields; let us lodge in the villages.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
10My beloved spoke and said to me, 'Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.'
9My soul yearns for You in the night; my spirit within me earnestly seeks You. For when Your judgments come upon the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.
28While I was still searching but not finding, I found one upright man among a thousand, but not one upright woman among them all.
6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
3'I will not enter my house, nor will I go up to my bed;
4I will not give sleep to my eyes or slumber to my eyelids,
3His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
4I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, do not awaken or stir up love until it pleases.
1A psalm of David, written when he was in the wilderness of Judah.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
6I consider the days of old, the years long past.
17'I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.'
18'Come, let us drink our fill of love until morning; let us delight ourselves with loving caresses.'
6For in death, no one remembers You; in the grave, who can give You thanks?
1Oh, that you were like a brother to me, one who nursed at my mother's breasts! If I found you outside, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.
17Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.
8Passing through the street near her corner, he took the path to her house.
9In the twilight, in the evening, in the dark of night and in deep darkness.
26At this I awoke and looked around, and my sleep was pleasant to me.
17I love those who love me, and those who seek me diligently will find me.
3If only I knew where to find him, so that I might come to his dwelling.
8My heart says about You, 'Seek His face.' Lord, I will seek Your face.
4Take me away with you—let us run! The king has brought me into his chambers. We will rejoice and be glad in you; we will celebrate your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you.
4He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love.
10With all my heart I seek You; do not let me stray from Your commandments.
17At night my bones are pierced within me, and my veins find no rest.