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Old Testament
1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
1 ΕΠΙΣΤΡΕΦΕ, ἐπίστρεφε, ἡ Σουλαμῖτις· ἐπίστρεφε, ἐπίστρεφε, καὶ ὀψόμεθα ἐν σοί, τί ὄψεσθε ἐν τῇ Σουλαμίτιδι; ἡ ἐρχομένη ὡς χοροὶ τῶν παρεμβολῶν.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; It lacks no blended beverage. Your waist is a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
2 ὡραιώθησαν διαβήματά σου ἐν ὑποδήμασί σου, θύγατερ Ναδάβ· ρυθμοὶ μηρῶν ὅμοιοι ὁρμίσκοις, ἔργον τεχνίτου·
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.
3 ὀμφαλός σου κρατὴρ τορευτὸς μὴ ὑστερούμενος κράμα· κοιλία σου θημωνία σίτου πεφραγμένη ἐν κρίνοις·
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus.
4 δύο μαστοί σου, ὡς δύο νεβροὶ δίδυμοι δορκάδος·
5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, And the hair of your head is like purple; A king is held captive by your tresses.
5 ὁ τράχηλός σου ὡς πύργος ἐλεφάντινος· οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου ὡς λίμναι ἐν Ἐσεβών, ἐν πύλαις θυγατρὸς πολλῶν· μυκτήρ σου ὡς πύργος τοῦ Λιβάνου σκοπεύων πρόσωπον Δαμασκοῦ·
6 How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
6 κεφαλή σου ἐπὶ σὲ ὡς Κάρμηλος, καὶ πλόκιον κεφαλῆς σου ὡς πορφύρα, βασιλεὺς δεδεμένος ἐν παραδρομαῖς.
7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters.
7 τί ὡραιώθης καὶ τὶ ἡδύνθης ἀγάπη, ἐν τρυφαῖς σου;
8 I said, “I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches.” Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The fragrance of your breath like apples,
8 τοῦτο μέγεθός σου, ὡμοιώθης τῷ φοίνικι καὶ οἱ μαστοί σου τοῖς βότρυσιν.
9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine. The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, Moving gently the lips of sleepers.
9 εἶπα· ἀναβήσομαι ἐπὶ τῷ φοίνικι, κρατήσω τῶν ὕψεων αὐτοῦ, καὶ ἔσονται δὴ μαστοί σου ὡς βότρυες τῆς ἀμπέλου καὶ ὀσμὴ ρινός σου ὡς μῆλα
10 I am my beloved’s, And his desire is toward me.
10 καὶ ὁ λάρυγξ σου ὡς οἶνος ὁ ἀγαθός, πορευόμενος τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου εἰς εὐθύτητα, ἱκανούμενος χείλεσί μου καὶ ὀδοῦσιν.
11 Come, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
11 Ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, καὶ ἐπ᾿ ἐμὲ ἡ ἐπιστροφὴ αὐτοῦ.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see if the vine has budded, Whether the grape blossoms are open, And the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.
12 ἐλθέ, ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐξέλθωμεν εἰς ἀγρόν, αὐλισθῶμεν ἐν κώμαις·
13 The mandrakes give off a fragrance, And at our gates are pleasant fruits, All manner, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, my beloved.
13 ὀρθρίσωμεν εἰς ἀμπελῶνας, ἴδωμεν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος, ἤνθησεν ὁ κυπρισμός, ἤνθησαν αἱ ροαί· ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί.
14 οἱ μανδραγόραι ἔδωκαν ὀσμήν, καὶ ἐπὶ θύραις ἡμῶν πάντα ἀκρόδρυα, νέα πρὸς παλαιά, ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐτήρησά σοι.
NKJV translation