Song of Solomon - douay rheims

Chapter 3

¹ In my bed by night I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and found him not.
² I will rise, and will go about the city: in the streets and the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and I found him not.
³ The watchmen who keep the city, found me: Have you seen him, whom my soul loveth?
⁴ When I had a little passed by them, I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him: and I will not let him go, till I bring him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that bore me.
⁵ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and the harts of the fields, that you stir not up, nor awake my beloved, till she please.
⁶ Who is she that goeth up by the desert, as a pillar of smoke of aromatical spices, of myrrh, and frankincense, and of all the powders of the perfumer?
⁷ Behold threescore valiant ones of the most valiant of Israel, surrounded the bed of Solomon?
⁸ All holding swords, and most expert in war : every man's sword upon his thigh, because of fears in the night.
⁹ King Solomon hath made him a litter of the wood of Libanus:
¹⁰ The pillars thereof he made of silver, the seat of gold, the going up of purple : the midst he covered with charity for the daughters of Jerusalem.
¹¹ Go forth, ye daughters of Sion, and see king Solomon in the diadem, wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the joy of his heart.

Song of Solomon - webster

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¹ By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
² I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
³ The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
⁴ It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
⁵ I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
⁶ Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
⁷ Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; sixty valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
⁸ They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
⁹ King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
¹⁰ He made its pillars of silver, the bottom of it of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst of it being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
¹¹ Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Song of Solomon - world english bible

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¹ night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.
² will get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.
³ watchmen who go about the city found me; "Have you seen him whom my soul loves?"
⁴ had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, into the room of her who conceived me.
⁵ adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
⁶ is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?
⁷ it is Solomon's carriage! Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.
⁸ all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh, because of fear in the night.
⁹ Solomon made himself a carriage of the wood of Lebanon.
¹⁰ made its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, its midst being paved with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.
¹¹ forth, you daughters of Zion, and see king Solomon, with the crown with which his mother has crowned him, in the day of his weddings, in the day of the gladness of his heart. Lover

Song of Solomon - darby

Chapter 3

¹ On my bed, in the nights, I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
² I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broadways Will I seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
³ The watchmen that go about the city found me: -- Have ye seen him whom my soul loveth?
⁴ -- Scarcely had I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.
⁵ I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
⁶ Who is this, [she] that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant? ...
⁷ Behold his couch, Solomon's own: Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty of Israel.
⁸ They all hold the sword, Experts in war; Each hath his sword upon his thigh Because of alarm in the nights.
⁹ King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.
¹⁰ Its pillars he made of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple; The midst thereof was paved [with] love By the daughters of Jerusalem.
¹¹ Go forth, daughters of Zion, And behold king Solomon With the crown wherewith his mother crowned him In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Song of Solomon - american standard version

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¹ By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
² [I said], I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
³ The watchmen that go about the city found me; [To whom I said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
⁴ It was but a little that I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.
⁵ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.
⁶ Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant?
⁷ Behold, it is the litter of Solomon; Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty men of Israel.
⁸ They all handle the sword, [and] are expert in war: Every man hath his sword upon his thigh, Because of fear in the night.
⁹ King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.
¹⁰ He made the pillars thereof of silver, The bottom thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple, The midst thereof being paved with love, From the daughters of Jerusalem.
¹¹ Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon, With the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Song of Solomon - basic english

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¹ By night on my bed I was looking for him who is the love of my soul: I was looking for him, but I did not see him.
² I will get up now and go about the town, in the streets and in the wide ways I will go after him who is the love of my soul: I went after him, but I did not see him.
³ The watchmen who go about the town came by me; to them I said, Have you seen him who is my heart's desire?
⁴ I was but a little way from them, when I came face to face with him who is the love of my soul. I took him by the hands, and did not let him go, till I had taken him into my mother's house, and into the room of her who gave me birth.
⁵ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, let not love be moved till it is ready.
⁶ Who is this coming out of the waste places like pillars of smoke, perfumed with sweet spices, with all the spices of the trader?
⁷ See, it is the bed of Solomon; sixty men of war are about it, of the army of Israel,
⁸ All of them armed with swords, trained in war; every man has his sword at his side, because of fear in the night.
⁹ King Solomon made himself a bed of the wood of Lebanon.
¹⁰ He made its pillars of silver, its base of gold, its seat of purple, the middle of it of ebony.
¹¹ Go out, O daughters of Jerusalem, and see King Solomon, with the crown which his mother put on his head on the day when he was married, and on the day of the joy of his heart.