King James Version
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
— Song Of Solomon 8:13-1953, King James Version
“ Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken for thy voice: Cause me to hear it. Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices. ”
“You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice! Beloved Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!”
“Epilogue: The Lover’s Request and His Beloved’s InvitationThe Lover to His Beloved: O you who stay in the gardens, my companions are listening attentively for your voice; let me be the one to hear it! The Beloved to Her Lover: Make haste, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.”
“Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the friends hearken: make me hear thy voice. Flee away, O my beloved, and be like to the roe, and to the young hart upon the mountains of aromatical spices. ”
“You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it. Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice.”
“Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it. Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. ”
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal–hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.