Song of Songs 5:10
The Beloved to the Maidens: My beloved is dazzling and ruddy; he stands out in comparison to all other men.
The Beloved to the Maidens: My beloved is dazzling and ruddy; he stands out in comparison to all other men.
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8The 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!
9The Maidens to The Beloved: Why is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful of women? Why is your beloved better than others, that you would admonish us in this manner?
11His head is like the purest gold. His hair is curly– black like a raven.
12His eyes are like doves by streams of water, washed in milk, mounted like jewels.
13His cheeks are like garden beds full of balsam trees yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with drops of myrrh.
10Poetic Refrain: Mutual PossessionThe Beloved about Her Lover: I am my beloved’s, and he desires me!
13My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh spending the night between my breasts.
14My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15Mutual Praise and AdmirationThe Lover to His Beloved: Oh, how beautiful you are, my beloved! Oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves!
16The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how handsome you are, my lover! Oh, how delightful you are! The lush foliage is our canopied bed;
15His legs are like pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars.
16His mouth is very sweet; he is totally desirable. This is my beloved! This is my companion, O maidens of Jerusalem!
8The Arrival of the LoverThe Beloved about Her Lover: Listen! My lover is approaching! Look! Here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills!
9My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice.
10The Season of Love and the Song of the TurtledoveThe Lover to His Beloved: My lover spoke to me, saying:“Arise, my darling; My beautiful one, come away with me!
2The Desire for LoveThe Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately! For your lovemaking is more delightful than wine.
3The fragrance of your colognes is delightful; your name is like the finest perfume. No wonder the young women adore you!
4Draw me after you; let us hurry! May the king bring me into his bedroom chambers! The Maidens to the Lover: We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine.The Beloved to Her Lover: How rightly the young women adore you!
5The Country Maiden and the Daughters of JerusalemThe Beloved to the Maidens: I am dark but lovely, O maidens of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Qedar, lovely like the tent curtains of Salmah.
5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. The locks of your hair are like royal tapestries– the king is held captive in its tresses!
6How beautiful you are! How lovely, O love, with your delights!
7The Shepherd and the ShepherdessThe Beloved to Her Lover: Tell me, O you whom my heart loves, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest your sheep during the midday heat? Tell me lest I wander around beside the flocks of your companions!
8The Lover to His Beloved: If you do not know, O most beautiful of women, simply follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds.
9The Beautiful Mare and the Fragrant MyrrhThe Lover to His Beloved: O my beloved, you are like a mare among Pharaoh’s stallions.
10Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments; your neck is lovely with strings of jewels.
5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of the gazelle grazing among the lilies.
6Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee, I will go up to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7You are altogether beautiful, my darling! There is no blemish in you!
9But she is unique! My dove, my perfect one! She is the special daughter of her mother, she is the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and complimented her; the queens and concubines praised her:
10“Who is this who appears like the dawn? Beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as the stars in procession?”
1The Lost Lover FoundThe Maidens to the Beloved: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned? Tell us, that we may seek him with you.
2The Beloved to the Maidens: My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the flowerbeds of balsam spices, to graze in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3Poetic Refrain: Mutual PossessionThe Beloved about Her Lover: I am my lover’s and my lover is mine; he grazes among the lilies.
4The Renewal of LoveThe Lover to His Beloved: My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as bannered armies!
5Turn your eyes away from me– they overwhelm me! Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gilead.
9You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride! You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
10How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine; the fragrance of your perfume is better than any spice!
16Poetic Refrain: Mutual PossessionThe Beloved about Her Lover: My lover is mine and I am his; he grazes among the lilies.
17The Gazelle and the Rugged MountainsThe Beloved to Her Lover: Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved– be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountain gorges.
1The Wedding Night: Praise of the Bride The Lover to His Beloved: Oh, you are beautiful, my darling! Oh, you are beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair is like a flock of female goats descending from Mount Gilead.
1The Lily among the Thorns and the Apple Tree in the ForestThe Beloved to Her Lover: I am a meadow flower from Sharon, a lily from the valleys.
2The Lover to His Beloved: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my darling among the maidens.
3The Beloved about Her Lover: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
1The Lover to His Beloved: I have entered my garden, O my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my balsam spice. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk!The Poet to the Couple: Eat, friends, and drink! Drink freely, O lovers!
2The Trials of Love: The Beloved’s Dream of Losing Her LoverThe Beloved about Her Lover: I was asleep, but my mind was dreaming. Listen! My lover is knocking at the door! The Lover to His Beloved:“Open for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one! My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
14The Beloved to Her Lover: Make haste, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
6The Royal Wedding ProcessionThe Speaker: Who is this coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, like a fragrant billow of myrrh and frankincense, every kind of fragrant powder of the traveling merchants?
3Your lips are like a scarlet thread; your mouth is lovely. Your forehead behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
14The Dove in the Clefts of En GediThe Lover to His Beloved: O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountain crags, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
6I opened for my beloved, but my lover had already turned and gone away. I fell into despair when he departed. I looked for him but did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.