| katapi NEW STUDY BIBLE | Song of Songs:5 | Biblia Hebraica (Stuttgartensia) | BHS (pdf - 3.5mb) | ||
| 1 | I come to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gather my myrrh with my spice, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink: drink deeply, O lovers! | He. Sg.5.1 | בָּאתִי לְגַנִּי אֲחֹתִי כַלָּה אָרִיתִי מֹורִי עִם־בְּשָׂמִי אָכַלְתִּי יַעְרִי עִם־דִּבְשִׁי שָׁתִיתִי יֵינִי עִם־חֲלָבִי אִכְלוּ רֵעִים שְׁתוּ וְשִׁכְרוּ דֹּודִים׃ ס | |
| 2 | I slept, but my heart was awake. Hark! my beloved is knocking. "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one; for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night." | The fourth song. She (a). He (b). Sg.5.2 | אֲנִי יְשֵׁנָה וְלִבִּי עֵר קֹול דֹּודִי דֹופֵק פִּתְחִי־לִי אֲחֹתִי רַעְיָתִי יֹונָתִי תַמָּתִי שֶׁרֹּאשִׁי נִמְלָא־טָל קְוֻּצֹּותַי רְסִיסֵי לָיְלָה׃ | |
| 3 | I had put off my garment, how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet, how could I soil them? | She. Sg.5.3-8 | פָּשַׁטְתִּי אֶת־כֻּתָּנְתִּי אֵיכָכָה אֶלְבָּשֶׁנָּה רָחַצְתִּי אֶת־רַגְלַי אֵיכָכָה אֲטַנְּפֵם׃ | |
| 4 | My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. | דֹּודִי שָׁלַח יָדֹו מִן־הַחֹר וּמֵעַי הָמוּ עָלָיו׃ | ||
| 5 | I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt. | קַמְתִּי אֲנִי לִפְתֹּחַ לְדֹודִי וְיָדַי נָטְפוּ־מֹור וְאֶצְבְּעֹתַי מֹור עֹבֵר עַל כַּפֹּות הַמַּנְעוּל׃ | ||
| 6 | I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer. | פָּתַחְתִּי אֲנִי לְדֹודִי וְדֹודִי חָמַק עָבָר נַפְשִׁי יָצְאָה בְדַבְּרֹו בִּקַּשְׁתִּיהוּ וְלֹא מְצָאתִיהוּ קְרָאתִיו וְלֹא עָנָנִי׃ | ||
| 7 | The watchmen found me, as they went about in the city; they beat me, they wounded me, hey took away my mantle, those watchmen of the walls. | מְצָאֻנִי הַשֹּׁמְרִים הַסֹּבְבִים בָּעִיר הִכּוּנִי פְצָעוּנִי נָשְׂאוּ אֶת־רְדִידִי מֵעָלַי שֹׁמְרֵי הַחֹמֹות׃ | ||
| 8 | I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love. | הִשְׁבַּעְתִּי אֶתְכֶם בְּנֹות יְרוּשָׁלִָם אִם־תִּמְצְאוּ אֶת־דֹּודִי מַה־תַּגִּידוּ לֹו שֶׁחֹולַת אַהֲבָה אָנִי׃ | ||
| 9 | What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us? | The women. Sg.5.9 | מַה־דֹּודֵךְ מִדֹּוד הַיָּפָה בַּנָּשִׁים מַה־דֹּודֵךְ מִדֹּוד שֶׁכָּכָה הִשְׁבַּעְתָּנוּ׃ | |
| 10 | My beloved is all radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. | She. Sg.5.10-16 | דֹּודִי צַח וְאָדֹום דָּגוּל מֵרְבָבָה׃ | |
| 11 | His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven. | רֹאשֹׁו כֶּתֶם פָּז קְוּצֹּותָיו תַּלְתַּלִּים שְׁחֹרֹות כָּעֹורֵב׃ | ||
| 12 | His eyes are like doves beside springs of water, bathed in milk, fitly set. | עֵינָיו כְּיֹונִים עַל־אֲפִיקֵי מָיִם רֹחֲצֹות בֶּחָלָב יֹשְׁבֹות עַל־מִלֵּאת׃ | ||
| 13 | His cheeks are like beds of spices, yielding fragrance. His lips are lilies, distilling liquid myrrh. | לְחָיָו כַּעֲרוּגַת הַבֹּשֶׂם מִגְדְּלֹות מֶרְקָחִים שִׂפְתֹותָיו שֹׁושַׁנִּים נֹטְפֹות מֹור עֹבֵר׃ | ||
| 14 | His arms are rounded gold, set with jewels. His body is ivory work, encrusted with sapphires. | יָדָיו גְּלִילֵי זָהָב מְמֻלָּאִים בַּתַּרְשִׁישׁ מֵעָיו עֶשֶׁת שֵׁן מְעֻלֶּפֶת סַפִּירִים׃ | ||
| 15 | His legs are alabaster columns, set upon bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. | שֹׁוקָיו עַמּוּדֵי שֵׁשׁ מְיֻסָּדִים עַל־אַדְנֵי־פָז מַרְאֵהוּ כַּלְּבָנֹון בָּחוּר כָּאֲרָזִים׃ | ||
| 16 | His speech is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. | חִכֹּו מַמְתַקִּים וְכֻלֹּו מַחֲמַדִּים זֶה דֹודִי וְזֶה רֵעִי בְּנֹות יְרוּשָׁלִָם׃ | ||
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