American Standard Version of 1901
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Whither is thy beloved gone,O thou fairest among women?Whither hath thy beloved turned him,That we may seek him with thee?
My beloved is gone down to his garden,To the beds of {Or, balsam}spices,To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine:He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah,Comely as Jerusalem,Terrible as {Hebrew: bannered hosts.}an army with banners.
Turn away thine eyes from me,For they {Or, make me afraid}have overcome me.Thy hair is as a flock of goats,That lie along the side of Gilead.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes,Which are come up from the washing;Whereof every one hath twins,And none is bereaved among them.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranateBehind thy veil.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,And {Or, maidens}virgins without number.
My dove, my {Hebrew: perfect.}undefiled, is but one;She is the only one of her mother;She is the {Or, pure}choice one of her that bare her.The daughters saw her, and called her blessed;Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,Fair as the moon, {Or, pure}Clear as the sun,Terrible as an army with banners?
I went down into the garden of nuts,To see the green plants of the valley,To see whether the vine budded,And the pomegranates were in flower.
Before I was aware, my {Or, desire}soul {Or, made me like the chariots of Amminadib}set meAmong the chariots of my {Or, willing}princely people.
In that day shall there be a highway out of Egypt to Assyria, and the Assyrian shall come into Egypt, and the Egyptian into Assyria; and the Egyptians shall worship with the Assyrians.
In that day shall Israel be the third with Egypt and with Assyria, a blessing in the midst of the earth;
for that Jehovah of hosts hath blessed them, saying, Blessed be Egypt my people, and Assyria the work of my hands, and Israel mine inheritance.
Jehovah will count, when he writeth up the peoples,This one was born there. [Selah
Who is this that cometh up from the wildernessLike pillars of smoke,Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,With all powders of the merchant?
For I say unto you, Ye shall not see me henceforth, till ye shall say, Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.