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.
But Thomas, one of the twelve, called {That is, Twin.}Didymus, was not with them when Jesus came.
The other disciples therefore said unto him, We have seen the Lord. But he said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe.
A garden {Hebrew: barred.}shut up is my sister, my bride;A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
His cheeks are as a bed of {Or, balsam}spices,As {Or, towers of perfumes}banks of sweet herbs:His lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
It is not in heaven, that thou shouldest say, Who shall go up for us to heaven, and bring it unto us, and make us to hear it, that we may do it?
Neither is it beyond the sea, that thou shouldest say, Who shall go over the sea for us, and bring it unto us, and make us to hear it, that we may do it?
But the word is very nigh unto thee, in thy mouth, and in thy heart, that thou mayest do it.
I am a {Hebrew: habazzeleth, the autumn crocus.}rose of {Or, the plain}Sharon,A lily of the valleys.
As a lily among thorns,So is my love among the daughters.
My beloved is mine, and I am his:He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
I am a {Hebrew: habazzeleth, the autumn crocus.}rose of {Or, the plain}Sharon,A lily of the valleys.
As a lily among thorns,So is my love among the daughters.
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood,So is my beloved among the sons.I {Hebrew: delighted and sat down &c.}sat down under his shadow with great delight,And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the {Hebrew: house of wine.}banqueting-house,And his banner over me was love.
Stay ye me with {Hebrew: cakes of raisins.}raisins, refresh me with apples;For I am sick from love.
{Or, Let his left hand be &c.}His left hand is under my head,And his right hand doth embrace me.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,By the {Or, gazelles}roes, or by the hinds of the field,That ye stir not up, nor awake my love,Until {Or, it Or, she}he please.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh,Leaping upon the mountains,Skipping upon the hills.
My beloved is like a {Or, gazelle}roe or a young hart:Behold, he standeth behind our wall;He looketh in at the windows;He glanceth through the lattice.
My beloved spake, and said unto me,Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past;The rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;The time of the {Or, pruning of vines}singing of birds is come,And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,And the vines are in blossom;They give forth their fragrance.Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,In the covert of the steep place,Let me see thy countenance,Let me hear thy voice;For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes,That spoil the vineyards;For our vineyards are in blossom.
My beloved is mine, and I am his:He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
{Or, When the day is cool}Until the day {Or, break Hebrew: breathe}be cool, and the shadows flee away,Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a {Or, gazelle}roe or a young hartUpon the {Or, mountains of separation}mountains of {Perhaps, the spice malobathron.}Bether.
My beloved is mine, and I am his:He feedeth his flock among the lilies.