Canticle of Canticles 5

KING JAMES BIBLE	SMITH VAN DYKE
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.	1 قد دخلت جنتي يا اختي العروس. قطفت مري مع طيبي. اكلت شهدي مع عسلي. شربت خمري مع لبني. كلوا ايها الاصحاب اشربوا واسكروا ايها الاحباء
2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.	2 انا نائمة وقلبي مستيقظ. صوت حبيبي قارعا. افتحي لي يا اختي يا حبيبتي يا حمامتي يا كاملتي لان راسي امتلأ من الطل وقصصي من ندى الليل
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?	3 قد خلعت ثوبي فكيف البسه. قد غسلت رجليّ فكيف اوسخهما.
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.	4 حبيبي مدّ يده من الكوّة فانّت عليه احشائي.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.	5 قمت لافتح لحبيبي ويداي تقطران مرّا واصابعي مر قاطر على مقبض القفل.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.	6 فتحت لحبيبي لكن حبيبي تحول وعبر. نفسي خرجت عندما ادبر. طلبته فما وجدته دعوته فما اجابني.
7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.	7 وجدني الحرس الطائف في المدينة. ضربوني جرحوني. حفظة الاسوار رفعوا ازاري عني.
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.	8 احلفكنّ يا بنات اورشليم ان وجدتنّ حبيبي ان تخبرنه باني مريضة حبا
9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?	9 ما حبيبك من حبيب ايتها الجميلة بين النساء ما حبيبك من حبيب حتى تحلفينا هكذا
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.	10 حبيبي ابيض واحمر. معلم بين ربوة.
11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.	11 راسه ذهب ابريز. قصصه مسترسلة حالكة كالغراب.
12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.	12 عيناه كالحمام على مجاري المياه مغسولتان باللبن جالستان في وقبيهما.
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.	13 خداه كخميلة الطيب واتلام رياحين ذكية. شفتاه سوسن تقطران مرا مائعا.
14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.	14 يداه حلقتان من ذهب مرصعتان بالزبرجد. بطنه عاج ابيض مغلف بالياقوت الازرق.
15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.	15 ساقاه عمودا رخام مؤسسان على قاعدتين من ابريز. طلعته كلبنان. فتى كالارز.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.	16 حلقه حلاوة وكله مشتهيات. هذا حبيبي وهذا خليلي يا بنات اورشليم