Song of Solomon 6
1 O the fairest among women, whither is thy welbeloued gone? whither is thy welbeloued turned aside, that we may seeke him with thee?
| אָ֚נָה הָלַ֣ךְ דֹּודֵ֔ךְ הַיָּפָ֖ה בַּנָּשִׁ֑ים אָ֚נָה פָּנָ֣ה דֹודֵ֔ךְ וּנְבַקְשֶׁ֖נּוּ עִמָּֽךְ׃ |
2 My welbeloued is gone downe into his garden to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
| דֹּודִי֙ יָרַ֣ד לְגַנֹּ֔ו לַעֲרוּגֹ֖ות הַבֹּ֑שֶׂם לִרְעֹות֙ בַּגַּנִּ֔ים וְלִלְקֹ֖ט שֹֽׁושַׁנִּֽים׃ |
3 I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.
| אֲנִ֤י לְדֹודִי֙ וְדֹודִ֣י לִ֔י הָרֹעֶ֖ה בַּשֹּׁושַׁנִּֽים׃ ס |
4 Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.
| יָפָ֨ה אַ֤תְּ רַעְיָתִי֙ כְּתִרְצָ֔ה נָאוָ֖ה כִּירוּשָׁלָ֑͏ִם אֲיֻמָּ֖ה כַּנִּדְגָּלֹֽות׃ |
5 Turne away thine eyes from me: for they ouercome mee: thine heare is like a flocke of goates, which looke downe from Gilead.
| הָסֵ֤בִּי עֵינַ֙יִךְ֙ מִנֶּגְדִּ֔י שֶׁ֥הֵ֖ם הִרְהִיבֻ֑נִי שַׂעְרֵךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הָֽעִזִּ֔ים שֶׁגָּלְשׁ֖וּ מִן־הַגִּלְעָֽד׃ |
6 Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe, which goe vp from the washing, which euery one bring out twinnes, and none is barren among them.
| שִׁנַּ֙יִךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הֽ͏ָרְחֵלִ֔ים שֶׁעָל֖וּ מִן־הָרַחְצָ֑ה שֶׁכֻּלָּם֙ מַתְאִימֹ֔ות וְשַׁכֻּלָ֖ה אֵ֥ין בָּהֶֽם׃ |
7 Thy temples are within thy lockes as a piece of a pomegranate.
| כְּפֶ֤לַח הָרִמֹּון֙ רַקָּתֵ֔ךְ מִבַּ֖עַד לְצַמָּתֵֽךְ׃ |
8 There are threescore Queenes and fourescore concubines and of the damsels without nober.
| שִׁשִּׁ֥ים הֵ֙מָּה֙ מְּלָכֹ֔ות וּשְׁמֹנִ֖ים פִּֽילַגְשִׁ֑ים וַעֲלָמֹ֖ות אֵ֥ין מִסְפָּֽר׃ |
9 But my doue is alone, and my vndefiled, she is the onely daughter of her mother, and shee is deare to her that bare her: the daughters haue seene her and counted her blessed: euen the Queenes and the concubines, and they haue praised her.
| אַחַ֥ת הִיא֙ יֹונָתִ֣י תַמָּתִ֔י אַחַ֥ת הִיא֙ לְאִמָּ֔הּ בָּרָ֥ה הִ֖יא לְיֹֽולַדְתָּ֑הּ רָא֤וּהָ בָנֹות֙ וַֽיְאַשְּׁר֔וּהָ מְלָכֹ֥ות וּפִֽילַגְשִׁ֖ים וַֽיְהַלְלֽוּהָ׃ ס |
10 Who is shee that looketh foorth as the morning, fayre as the moone, pure as the sunne, terrible as an armie with banners!
| מִי־זֹ֥את הַנִּשְׁקָפָ֖ה כְּמֹו־שָׁ֑חַר יָפָ֣ה כַלְּבָנָ֗ה בָּרָה֙ כַּֽחַמָּ֔ה אֲיֻמָּ֖ה כַּנִּדְגָּלֹֽות׃ ס |
11 I went downe to the garden of nuttes, to see the fruites of the valley, to see if the vine budded, and if the pomegranates flourished.
| אֶל־גִּנַּ֤ת אֱגֹוז֙ יָרַ֔דְתִּי לִרְאֹ֖ות בְּאִבֵּ֣י הַנָּ֑חַל לִרְאֹות֙ הֲפָֽרְחָ֣ה הַגֶּ֔פֶן הֵנֵ֖צוּ הָרִמֹּנִֽים׃ |
12 I knewe nothing, my soule set me as the charets of my noble people.
| לֹ֣א יָדַ֔עְתִּי נַפְשִׁ֣י שָׂמַ֔תְנִי מַרְכְּבֹ֖ות עַמִּי־נָדִֽיב׃ |
13 Returne, returne, O Shulamite, returne: returne that we may behold thee. What shall you see in the Shulamite, but as the company of an armie?
| שׁ֤וּבִי שׁ֙וּבִי֙ הַשּׁ֣וּלַמִּ֔ית שׁ֥וּבִי שׁ֖וּבִי וְנֶחֱזֶה־בָּ֑ךְ מַֽה־תֶּחֱזוּ֙ בַּשּׁ֣וּלַמִּ֔ית כִּמְחֹלַ֖ת הַֽמַּחֲנָֽיִם׃ |
