Song of Solomon 1
| Berean Standard Bible tier 2 | Smith–Van Dyck tier 2 |
|---|---|
| BSB 1 This is Solomon’s Song of Songs. | SVD 1 نَشِيدُ ٱلْأَنْشَادِ ٱلَّذِي لِسُلَيْمَانَ: |
| BSB 2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine. | SVD 2 لِيُقَبِّلْنِي بِقُبْلَاتِ فَمِهِ، لِأَنَّ حُبَّكَ أَطْيَبُ مِنَ ٱلْخَمْرِ. |
| BSB 3 The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you. | SVD 3 لِرَائِحَةِ أَدْهَانِكَ ٱلطَّيِّبَةِ. ٱسْمُكَ دُهْنٌ مُهْرَاقٌ، لِذَلِكَ أَحَبَّتْكَ ٱلْعَذَارَى. |
| BSB 4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you. | SVD 4 اُجْذُبْنِي وَرَاءَكَ فَنَجْرِيَ. أَدْخَلَنِي ٱلْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ. نَبْتَهِجُ وَنَفْرَحُ بِكَ. نَذْكُرُ حُبَّكَ أَكْثَرَ مِنَ ٱلْخَمْرِ. بِٱلْحَقِّ يُحِبُّونَكَ. |
| BSB 5 I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. | SVD 5 أَنَا سَوْدَاءُ وَجَمِيلَةٌ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ، كَخِيَامِ قِيدَارَ، كَشُقَقِ سُلَيْمَانَ. |
| BSB 6 Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected. | SVD 6 لَا تَنْظُرْنَ إِلَيَّ لِكَوْنِي سَوْدَاءَ، لِأَنَّ ٱلشَّمْسَ قَدْ لَوَّحَتْنِي. بَنُو أُمِّي غَضِبُوا عَلَيَّ. جَعَلُونِي نَاطُورَةَ ٱلْكُرُومِ. أَمَّا كَرْمِي فَلَمْ أَنْطُرْهُ. |
| BSB 7 Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions? | SVD 7 أَخْبِرْنِي يَا مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي، أَيْنَ تَرْعَى، أَيْنَ تُرْبِضُ عِنْدَ ٱلظَّهِيرَةِ. لِمَاذَا أَنَا أَكُونُ كَمُقَنَّعَةٍ عِنْدَ قُطْعَانِ أَصْحَابِكَ؟ |
| BSB 8 If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds. | SVD 8 إِنْ لَمْ تَعْرِفِي أَيَّتُهَا ٱلْجَمِيلَةُ بَيْنَ ٱلنِّسَاءِ، فَٱخْرُجِي عَلَى آثَارِ ٱلْغَنَمِ، وَٱرْعَيْ جِدَاءَكِ عِنْدَ مَسَاكِنِ ٱلرُّعَاةِ. |
| BSB 9 I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots. | SVD 9 لَقَدْ شَبَّهْتُكِ يَا حَبِيبَتِي بِفَرَسٍ فِي مَرْكَبَاتِ فِرْعَوْنَ. |
| BSB 10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. | SVD 10 مَا أَجْمَلَ خَدَّيْكِ بِسُمُوطٍ، وَعُنُقَكِ بِقَلَائِدَ! |
| BSB 11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver. | SVD 11 نَصْنَعُ لَكِ سَلَاسِلَ مِنْ ذَهَبٍ مَعَ جُمَانٍ مِنْ فِضَّةٍ. |
| BSB 12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance. | SVD 12 مَا دَامَ ٱلْمَلِكُ فِي مَجْلِسِهِ أَفَاحَ نَارِدِينِي رَائِحَتَهُ. |
| BSB 13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts. | SVD 13 صُرَّةُ ٱلْمُرِّ حَبِيبِي لِي. بَيْنَ ثَدْيَيَّ يَبِيتُ. |
| BSB 14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi. | SVD 14 طَاقَةُ فَاغِيَةٍ حَبِيبِي لِي فِي كُرُومِ عَيْنِ جَدْيٍ. |
| BSB 15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves. | SVD 15 هَا أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ يَا حَبِيبَتِي، هَا أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ. عَيْنَاكِ حَمَامَتَانِ. |
| BSB 16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed. | SVD 16 هَا أَنْتَ جَمِيلٌ يَا حَبِيبِي وَحُلْوٌ، وَسَرِيرُنَا أَخْضَرُ. |
| BSB 17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs. | SVD 17 جَوَائِزُ بَيْتِنَا أَرْزٌ، وَرَوَافِدُنَا سَرْوٌ. |
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