Solomon'un Ezgisi 7 farklı çevirilerde

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  • Knjiga o Kristu

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Literal Standard
7:1
LSV As the chorus of “Mahanaim.” How beautiful were your feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of your sides [are] as ornaments, || Work of the hands of a craftsman.
7:2
LSV Your waist [is] a basin of roundness, || It does not lack the mixture, || Your body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,
7:3
LSV Your two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
7:4
LSV Your neck as a tower of the ivory, || Your eyes pools in Heshbon, near the Gate of Bath-Rabbim, || Your face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,
7:5
LSV Your head on you as Carmel, || And the locks of your head as purple, || The king is bound with the flowings!
7:6
LSV How beautiful and how pleasant you have been, || O love, in delights.
7:7
LSV This your stature has been like to a palm, || And your breasts to clusters.
7:8
LSV I said, “Let me go up on the palm, || Let me lay hold on its boughs,” || Indeed, let your breasts now be as clusters of the vine, || And the fragrance of your face as citrons,
7:9
LSV And your palate as the good wine—Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, || Strengthening the lips of the aged!
7:10
LSV I [am] my beloved’s, and on me [is] his desire.
7:11
LSV Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
7:12
LSV We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, || We see if the vine has flourished, || The sweet smelling-flower has opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, || There I give to you my loves;
7:13
LSV The mandrakes have given fragrance, || And at our openings all pleasant things, || New, indeed, old, my beloved, I laid up for you!