Awit ni Solomon 7
Magandang Balita Biblia
Mangingibig:
7 Ang paa mong makikinis,
O babaing tila reyna,
ang hugis ng iyong hita, isang obra maestra.
2 Ang pusod mo'y anong rikit, mabilog na tila kopa,
laging puno niyong alak na matamis ang lasa.
Balakang mo'y mapang-akit, bigkis-trigo ang kapara,
ang paligid ay tulad ng mga liryong kay gaganda.
3 Ang iyong dibdib, O giliw, parang kambal na usa,
punung-puno pa ng buhay, malulusog, masisigla.
4 Ang leeg mo ay katulad ng toreng gawa sa marmol,
mga mata'y nagniningning, parang bukal sa may Hesbon.
Ilong mo ay ubod ganda, parang tore ng Lebanon,
mataas na nakabantay sa may Lunsod ng Damasco.
5 Para bang Bundok ng Carmel, ulo mong napakaganda,
ang buhok mong tinirintas, kasingganda ng purpura,
kaya naman pati hari'y nabihag mo't nahalina.
6 Kay ganda mo, aking mahal; kay ganda mo, aking sinta,
sa akin ay nagdudulot ka ng galak at ligaya.
7 Kay hinhin ng iyong kilos tulad ng punong palmera,
ang dibdib mong ubod yaman ay tulad ng buwig niya.
8 Puno niya'y aakyatin upang bunga ay pitasin.
Sa tingin ko ang dibdib mo'y buwig ng ubas ang kahambing,
hininga mo ay mabango, mansanas nga ang katuring.
9 Ang tamis ng iyong labi ay katulad ng inumin,
dahan-dahang tumatalab habang ito'y sinisimsim.
Babae:
10 Itong buhay na taglay ko'y sa sinta ko nakalaan,
sa akin siya'y nananabik, lagi akong inaasam.
11 Halika na, aking mahal, tayo na ro'n sa may parang,
ang gabi ay palipasing magkasalo sa ubasan.[a]
12 At pagdating ng umaga, isa-isa nating tingnan
kung ang puno'y nagsusupling, bulaklak ay lumilitaw;
ganoon din ang granada, tingnan natin ang bulaklak,
at doon ay lasapin mo ang pag-ibig kong matapat.
13 Ang halaman ng mondragora ay iyo ngang masasamyo,
bungangkahoy na masarap ay naroon sa ating pinto,
ito'y aking inihanda, inilaan ko sa iyo,
at lahat ng kaaliwan, maging luma maging bago.
Footnotes
- Awit ni Solomon 7:11 ubasan: o kaya'y kanayunan .
Song of Solomon 7
King James Version
7 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Song of Solomon 7
New King James Version
Expressions of Praise
The Beloved
7 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
(A)O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet;
It lacks no [a]blended beverage.
Your waist is a heap of wheat
Set about with lilies.
3 (B)Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
4 (C)Your neck is like an ivory tower,
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Which looks toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,
And the hair of your head is like purple;
A king is held captive by your tresses.
6 How fair and how pleasant you are,
O love, with your delights!
7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree,
And your breasts like its clusters.
8 I said, “I will go up to the palm tree,
I will take hold of its branches.”
Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
The fragrance of your [b]breath like apples,
9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine.
The Shulamite
The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved,
[c]Moving gently the [d]lips of sleepers.
10 (D)I am my beloved’s,
And (E)his desire is toward me.
11 Come, my beloved,
Let us go forth to the field;
Let us lodge in the villages.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards;
Let us (F)see if the vine has budded,
Whether the grape blossoms are open,
And the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
13 The (G)mandrakes give off a fragrance,
And at our gates (H)are pleasant fruits,
All manner, new and old,
Which I have laid up for you, my beloved.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 7:2 Lit. mixed or spiced drink
- Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit. nose
- Song of Solomon 7:9 Gliding over
- Song of Solomon 7:9 LXX, Syr., Vg. lips and teeth.
Song of Solomon 7
English Standard Version
7 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O (A)noble daughter!
Your rounded thighs are like (B)jewels,
the work of (C)a master hand.
2 Your navel is a rounded bowl
that never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,
encircled with (D)lilies.
3 (E)Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
4 Your (F)neck is like an ivory tower.
Your (G)eyes are pools in (H)Heshbon,
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of (I)Lebanon,
which looks toward (J)Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you like (K)Carmel,
and your (L)flowing locks are like purple;
a king is held captive in the tresses.
6 (M)How beautiful and (N)pleasant you are,
O loved one, with all your delights![a]
7 Your stature is like a palm tree,
and your breasts are like its clusters.
8 I say I will climb the palm tree
and lay hold of its fruit.
Oh may your breasts be like (O)clusters of the vine,
and the scent of your breath like apples,
9 and your (P)mouth[b] like the best wine.
She
It goes down smoothly for my beloved,
gliding over lips and teeth.[c]
The Bride Gives Her Love
11 (S)Come, my beloved,
let us go out into the fields
and lodge in the villages;[d]
12 let us go out early to the vineyards
(T)and see whether the vines have budded,
whether (U)the grape blossoms have opened
and the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
13 (V)The mandrakes give forth fragrance,
and beside our doors are all choice fruits,
(W)new as well as old,
which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 7:6 Or among delights
- Song of Solomon 7:9 Hebrew palate
- Song of Solomon 7:9 Septuagint, Syriac, Vulgate; Hebrew causing the lips of sleepers to speak, or gliding over the lips of those who sleep
- Song of Solomon 7:11 Or among the henna plants
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