Protestantism
English
¶Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
Fair art thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:
Turne away thine eyes from me: for they ouercome mee: thine heare is like a flocke of goates, which looke downe from Gilead.
Thou are fair, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, sublime as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.
You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as desirable as Jerusalem, imposing as the standard-bearer [of the army].
¶ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, my beloved, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, ⌞overwhelming as an army with banners⌟.1
- Literally “terrible as the bannered ones”
O My love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as bannered armies.
O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as inspiring as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
Beautiful art thou, my love, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem; But terrible as an army with banners.
¶ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
[HE] Beautiful, art thou, my fair one, as Tirzah, comely, as Jerusalem,—majestic as bannered hosts!
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Catholicism
English
Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.
Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead.1
- 6:4This verse must be the groom speaking, because he now explains why earlier he fled. He again compares the tresses of her hair to a flock of goats on a mountain side. +Christ is hidden from our eyes, yet He is ever present to His Church.(Conte)