Song of Songs 5:8
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am lovesick.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am lovesick.
I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him that I am lovesick.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
I charge you therfore (o ye doughters of Ierusalem) yf ye fynde my beloued, that ye tell him, how that I am sick for loue.
I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sicke of loue.
I charge you therfore O ye daughters of Hierusalem, yf ye fynde my beloued, that ye tell hym howe that I am sicke for loue.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I `am' sick with love!
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
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.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends
The Triumph of Love: The Beloved Praises Her LoverThe Beloved to the Maidens: I admonish you, O maidens of Jerusalem– If you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him that I am lovesick!
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9What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?
10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
1By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
2I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
3The watchmen who go about the city found me: to whom I said, Have you seen him whom my soul loves?
4It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loves: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her who conceived me.
5I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that you do not stir up nor awaken my love until he pleases.
6Who is this coming out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders of the merchant?
3His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand would embrace me.
4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not stir up or awaken my love until he pleases.
5Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree; there your mother brought you forth; there she gave birth to you.
6Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is as strong as death; jealousy is as cruel as the grave: its coals are coals of fire, with a most vehement flame.
5Sustain me with raisins, comfort me with apples, for I am sick with love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
7I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the does of the field, that you not stir up nor awaken my love until he pleases.
8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10My beloved spoke and said to me, 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.'
6I 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.
7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned aside? 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.
4You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5Turn your eyes away from me, for they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead.
7Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon. Why should I be like one who turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
8If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow the trail of the flock, and feed your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.
9I have compared you, my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
1I have 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, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, 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.
3I have taken off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
16His mouth is most sweet: yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
13You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice: cause me to hear it.
14Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of spices.
9You have ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
10How fair is your love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is your love than wine! and the fragrance of your ointments than all spices!
4Draw me, we will run after you; the king has brought me into his chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine; the upright love you.
5I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights!
13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of Engedi.
15Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes.
14O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is lovely.
1Oh, that you were like my brother, who nursed at my mother's breasts! When I find you outside, I would kiss you, and I would not be despised.
12Let us rise early to the vineyards, let us see if the vine has flourished, if the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranates blossom. There I will give you my love.
2As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
6Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
10Who is she who looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
16My beloved is mine, and I am his; he feeds among the lilies.