Song of Solomon 4

Septuagint (Brenton, 1851) compared with Septuagint (LXX2012)

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Septuagint (Brenton, 1851)

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¹Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves, beside thy veil: thy hair is as flocks of goats, that have appeared from Galaad.

¹Behold, you are fair, my companion; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves, beside your veil: your hair is as flocks of goats, that have appeared from Galaad.

²Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the washing; all of them bearing twins, and there is not a barren one among them.

²Your teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the washing; all of them bearing twins, and there is not a barren one among them.

³Thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: like the rind of a pomegranate is thy cheek without thy veil.

³Your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely: like the rind of a pomegranate is your cheek without your veil.

⁴Thy neck is as the tower of David, that was built for an armoury: a thousand shields hang upon it, [and] all darts of mighty men.

⁴Your neck is as the tower of David, that was built for an armory: a thousand shields hang upon it, [and] all darts of mighty men.

⁵Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns, that feed among the lilies.

⁵Your two breasts are as two twin fawns, that feed among the lilies.

⁶Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, I will betake me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

⁷Thou art all fair, my companion, and there is no spot in thee.

⁷You are all fair, my companion, and there is no spot in you.

⁸Come from Libanus, [my] bride, come from Libanus: thou shalt come and pass from the top of Faith, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

⁸Come from Libanus, [my] bride, come from Libanus: you shall come and pass from the top of Faith, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

⁹My sister, [my] spouse, thou hast ravished my heart; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

⁹My sister, [my] spouse, you have ravished my heart; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

¹⁰How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse! how much more beautiful are thy breasts than wine, and the smell of thy garments than all spices!

¹⁰How beautiful are your breasts, my sister, my spouse! how much more beautiful are your breasts than wine, and the smell of your garments than all spices!

¹¹Thy lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is as the smell of Libanus.

¹¹Your lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your garments is as the smell of Libanus.

¹²My sister, [my] spouse is a garden enclosed; a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed.

¹³Thy shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice berries; camphor, with spikenard:

¹³Your shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice berries; camphor, with spikenard:

¹⁴spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon; with all woods of Libanus, myrrh, aloes, with all chief spices:

¹⁵a fountain of a garden, and a well of water springing and gurgling from Libanus.

¹⁶Awake, O north wind; and come, O south; and blow through my garden, and let my spices flow out.