Canticle of Canticles 6

KING JAMES BIBLE	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.	1 CHORUS: Where did your lover go, O loveliest of women? Which way did your lover turn so that we canhelp you seek him?
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.	2 BELOVED: My love went down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock on the grass andgather lilies.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.	3 I belong to my love, and my love to me. He pastures his flock among the lilies.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.	4 LOVER: You are fair as Tirzah, my beloved, enchanting as Jerusalem, formidable as an army!
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.	5 Turn your eyes away from me, they take me by assault! Your hair is like a flock of goats surging downthe slopes of Gilead.
6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.	6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes as they come up from being washed. Each one has its twin, not oneunpaired with another.
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.	7 Your cheeks, behind your veil, are halves of pomegranate.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.	8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines (and countless girls).
9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.	9 My dove is my only one, perfect and mine. She is the darling of her mother, the favourite of the one whobore her. Girls have seen her and proclaimed her blessed, queens and concubines have sung her praises,
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?	10 'Who is this arising like the dawn, fair as the moon, resplendent as the sun, formidable as an army?'
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.	11 I went down to the nut orchard to see the fresh shoots in the val ey, to see if the vines were buddingand the pomegranate trees in flower.
12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.	12 Before I knew . . . my desire had hurled me onto the chariots of Amminadib!
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.