King James Version	New American Standard Bible	Die Heilige Schrift (Luther 1545)
SS 1:1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's. (kjv)	Sos 1:1 The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.	Song.1:1 Das Hohelied Salomos.
SS 1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. (kjv)	Sos 1:2 "May he kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine.	Song.1:2 Er küsse mich mit dem Kusse seines Mundes; denn deine Liebe ist lieblicher als Wein.
SS 1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. (kjv)	Sos 1:3 "Your oils have a pleasing fragrance, Your name is like purified oil; Therefore the maidens love you.	Song.1:3 Es riechen deine Salben köstlich; dein Name ist eine ausgeschüttete Salbe, darum lieben dich die Jungfrauen.
SS 1:4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee. (kjv)	Sos 1:4 "Draw me after you and let us run together! The king has brought me into his chambers." "We will rejoice in you and be glad; We will extol your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you."	Song.1:4 Zieh mich dir nach, so laufen wir. Der König führte mich in seine Kammern. Wir freuen uns und sind fröhlich über dir; wir gedenken an deine Liebe mehr denn an den Wein. Die Frommen lieben dich.
SS 1:5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. (kjv)	Sos 1:5 "I am black but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, Like the tents of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon.	Song.1:5 Ich bin schwarz, aber gar lieblich, ihr Töchter Jerusalems, wie die Hütten Kedars, wie die Teppiche Salomos.
SS 1:6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept. (kjv)	Sos 1:6 "Do not stare at me because I am swarthy, For the sun has burned me. My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me caretaker of the vineyards, But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.	Song.1:6 Seht mich nicht an, daß ich so schwarz bin; denn die Sonne hat mich so verbrannt. Meiner Mutter Kinder zürnen mit mir. Sie haben mich zur Hüterin der Weinberge gesetzt; aber meinen eigenen Weinberg habe ich nicht behütet.
SS 1:7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? (kjv)	Sos 1:7 "Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, Where do you pasture your flock, Where do you make it lie down at noon? For why should I be like one who veils herself Beside the flocks of your companions?"	Song.1:7 Sage mir an, du, den meine Seele liebt, wo du weidest, wo du ruhest im Mittage, daß ich nicht hin und her gehen müsse bei den Herden deiner Gesellen.
SS 1:8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. (kjv)	Sos 1:8 "If you yourself do not know, Most beautiful among women, Go forth on the trail of the flock And pasture your young goats By the tents of the shepherds.	Song.1:8 Weiß du es nicht, du schönste unter den Weibern, so gehe hinaus auf die Fußtapfen der Schafe und weide deine Zicklein bei den Hirtenhäusern.
SS 1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. (kjv)	Sos 1:9 "To me, my darling, you are like My mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.	Song.1:9 Ich vergleiche dich, meine Freundin, meinem Gespann an den Wagen Pharaos.
SS 1:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. (kjv)	Sos 1:10 "Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with strings of beads."	Song.1:10 Deine Backen stehen lieblich in den Kettchen und dein Hals in den Schnüren.
SS 1:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. (kjv)	Sos 1:11 "We will make for you ornaments of gold With beads of silver."	Song.1:11 Wir wollen dir goldene Kettchen machen mit silbernen Pünktlein.
SS 1:12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. (kjv)	Sos 1:12 "While the king was at his table, My perfume gave forth its fragrance.	Song.1:12 Da der König sich herwandte, gab meine Narde ihren Geruch.
SS 1:13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. (kjv)	Sos 1:13 "My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh Which lies all night between my breasts.	Song.1:13 Mein Freund ist mir ein Büschel Myrrhen, das zwischen meinen Brüsten hanget.
SS 1:14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. (kjv)	Sos 1:14 "My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms In the vineyards of Engedi."	Song.1:14 Mein Freund ist mir eine Traube von Zyperblumen in den Weinbergen zu Engedi.
SS 1:15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. (kjv)	Sos 1:15 "How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves."	Song.1:15 Siehe, meine Freundin, du bist schön; schön bist du, deine Augen sind wie Taubenaugen.
SS 1:16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. (kjv)	Sos 1:16 "How handsome you are, my beloved, And so pleasant! Indeed, our couch is luxuriant!	Song.1:16 Siehe, mein Freund, du bist schön und lieblich. Unser Bett grünt,
SS 1:17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.(kjv)	Sos 1:17 "The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters, cypresses.	Song.1:17 unserer Häuser Balken sind Zedern, unser Getäfel Zypressen.
SS 2:1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. (kjv)	Sos 2:1 "I am the rose of Sharon, The lily of the valleys."	Song.2:1 Ich bin eine Blume zu Saron und eine Rose im Tal.
SS 2:2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. (kjv)	Sos 2:2 "Like a lily among the thorns, So is my darling among the maidens."	Song.2:2 Wie eine Rose unter den Dornen, so ist meine Freundin unter den Töchtern.
SS 2:3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. (kjv)	Sos 2:3 "Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I took great delight and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.	Song.2:3 Wie ein Apfelbaum unter den wilden Bäumen, so ist mein Freund unter den Söhnen. Ich sitze unter dem Schatten, des ich begehre, und seine Frucht ist meiner Kehle süß.
SS 2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. (kjv)	Sos 2:4 "He has brought me to his banquet hall, And his banner over me is love.	Song.2:4 Er führt mich in den Weinkeller, und die Liebe ist sein Panier über mir.
SS 2:5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. (kjv)	Sos 2:5 "Sustain me with raisin cakes, Refresh me with apples, Because I am lovesick.	Song.2:5 Er erquickt mich mit Blumen und labt mich mit Äpfeln; denn ich bin krank vor Liebe.
SS 2:6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. (kjv)	Sos 2:6 "Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me."	Song.2:6 Seine Linke liegt unter meinem Haupte, und seine Rechte herzt mich.
SS 2:7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. (kjv)	Sos 2:7 "I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, That you do not arouse or awaken my love Until she pleases."	Song.2:7 Ich beschwöre euch, ihr Töchter Jerusalems, bei den Rehen oder bei den Hinden auf dem Felde, daß ihr meine Freundin nicht aufweckt noch regt, bis es ihr selbst gefällt.
SS 2:8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. (kjv)	Sos 2:8 "Listen! My beloved! Behold, he is coming, Climbing on the mountains, Leaping on the hills!	Song.2:8 Da ist die Stimme meines Freundes! Siehe, er kommt und hüpft auf den Bergen und springt auf den Hügeln.
SS 2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice. (kjv)	Sos 2:9 "My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, he is standing behind our wall, He is looking through the windows, He is peering through the lattice.	Song.2:9 Mein Freund ist gleich einem Reh oder jungen Hirsch. Siehe, er steht hinter unsrer Wand, sieht durchs Fenster und schaut durchs Gitter.
SS 2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. (kjv)	Sos 2:10 "My beloved responded and said to me, 'Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And come along.	Song.2:10 Mein Freund antwortet und spricht zu mir: Stehe auf, meine Freundin, meine Schöne, und komm her!
SS 2:11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; (kjv)	Sos 2:11 'For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone.	Song.2:11 Denn siehe, der Winter ist vergangen, der Regen ist weg und dahin;
SS 2:12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; (kjv)	Sos 2:12 'The flowers have already appeared in the land; The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.	Song.2:12 die Blumen sind hervorgekommen im Lande, der Lenz ist herbeigekommen, und die Turteltaube läßt sich hören in unserm Lande;
SS 2:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. (kjv)	Sos 2:13 'The fig tree has ripened its figs, And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And come along!'"	Song.2:13 der Feigenbaum hat Knoten gewonnen, die Weinstöcke haben Blüten gewonnen und geben ihren Geruch. Stehe auf, meine Freundin, und komm, meine Schöne, komm her!
SS 2:14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. (kjv)	Sos 2:14 "O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret place of the steep pathway, Let me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your form is lovely."	Song.2:14 Meine Taube in den Felsklüften, in den Steinritzen, zeige mir deine Gestalt, laß mich hören deine Stimme; denn die Stimme ist süß, und deine Gestalt ist lieblich.
SS 2:15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. (kjv)	Sos 2:15 "Catch the foxes for us, The little foxes that are ruining the vineyards, While our vineyards are in blossom."	Song.2:15 Fanget uns die Füchse, die kleinen Füchse, die die Weinberge verderben; denn unsere Weinberge haben Blüten gewonnen.
SS 2:16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies. (kjv)	Sos 2:16 "My beloved is mine, and I am his; He pastures his flock among the lilies.	Song.2:16 Mein Freund ist mein, und ich bin sein, der unter Rosen weidet.
SS 2:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.(kjv)	Sos 2:17 "Until the cool of the day when the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle Or a young stag on the mountains of Bether."	Song.2:17 Bis der Tag kühl wird und die Schatten weichen, kehre um; werde wie ein Reh, mein Freund, oder wie ein junger Hirsch auf den Scheidebergen.
SS 3:1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. (kjv)	Sos 3:1 "On my bed night after night I sought him Whom my soul loves; I sought him but did not find him.	Song.3:1 Des Nachts auf meinem Lager suchte ich, den meine Seele liebt. Ich suchte; aber ich fand ihn nicht.
SS 3:2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. (kjv)	Sos 3:2 'I must arise now and go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I must seek him whom my soul loves. 'I sought him but did not find him.	Song.3:2 Ich will aufstehen und in der Stadt umgehen auf den Gassen und Straßen und suchen, den meine Seele liebt. Ich suchte; aber ich fand ihn nicht.
SS 3:3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth? (kjv)	Sos 3:3 "The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, And I said, 'Have you seen him whom my soul loves?'	Song.3:3 Es fanden mich die Wächter, die in der Stadt umgehen: "Habt ihr nicht gesehen, den meine Seele liebt?"
SS 3:4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. (kjv)	Sos 3:4 "Scarcely had I left them When I found him whom my soul loves; I held on to him and would not let him go Until I had brought him to my mother's house, And into the room of her who conceived me."	Song.3:4 Da ich ein wenig an ihnen vorüber war, da fand ich, den meine Seele liebt. Ich halte ihn und will ihn nicht lassen, bis ich ihn bringe in meiner Mutter Haus, in die Kammer der, die mich geboren hat.
SS 3:5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. (kjv)	Sos 3:5 "I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, That you will not arouse or awaken my love Until she pleases."	Song.3:5 Ich beschwöre euch, ihr Töchter Jerusalems, bei den Rehen oder Hinden auf dem Felde, daß ihr meine Freundin nicht aufweckt noch regt, bis es ihr selbst gefällt.
SS 3:6 Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant? (kjv)	Sos 3:6 "What is this coming up from the wilderness Like columns of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all scented powders of the merchant?	Song.3:6 Wer ist die, die heraufgeht aus der Wüste wie ein gerader Rauch, wie ein Geräuch von Myrrhe, Weihrauch und allerlei Gewürzstaub des Krämers?
SS 3:7 Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel. (kjv)	Sos 3:7 "Behold, it is the traveling couch of Solomon; Sixty mighty men around it, Of the mighty men of Israel.	Song.3:7 Siehe, um das Bett Salomos her stehen sechzig Starke aus den Starken in Israel.
SS 3:8 They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night. (kjv)	Sos 3:8 "All of them are wielders of the sword, Expert in war; Each man has his sword at his side, Guarding against the terrors of the night.	Song.3:8 Sie halten alle Schwerter und sind geschickt, zu streiten. Ein jeglicher hat sein Schwert an seiner Hüfte um des Schreckens willen in der Nacht.
SS 3:9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon. (kjv)	Sos 3:9 "King Solomon has made for himself a sedan chair From the timber of Lebanon.	Song.3:9 Der König Salomo ließ sich eine Sänfte machen von Holz aus Libanon.
SS 3:10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem. (kjv)	Sos 3:10 "He made its posts of silver, Its back of gold And its seat of purple fabric, With its interior lovingly fitted out By the daughters of Jerusalem.	Song.3:10 Ihre Säulen sind silbern, die Decke golden, der Sitz purpurn, und inwendig ist sie lieblich ausgeziert um der Töchter Jerusalems willen.
SS 3:11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.(kjv)	Sos 3:11 "Go forth, O daughters of Zion, And gaze on King Solomon with the crown With which his mother has crowned him On the day of his wedding, And on the day of his gladness of heart."	Song.3:11 Gehet heraus und schauet an, ihr Töchter Zions, den König Salomo in der Krone, damit ihn seine Mutter gekrönt hat am Tage seiner Hochzeit und am Tage der Freude seines Herzens.
SS 4:1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. (kjv)	Sos 4:1 "How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Mount Gilead.	Song.4:1 Siehe, meine Freundin, du bist schön! siehe, schön bist du! Deine Augen sind wie Taubenaugen zwischen deinen Zöpfen. Dein Haar ist wie eine Herde Ziegen, die gelagert sind am Berge Gilead herab.
SS 4:2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them. (kjv)	Sos 4:2 "Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young.	Song.4:2 Deine Zähne sind wie eine Herde Schafe mit bechnittener Wolle, die aus der Schwemme kommen, die allzumal Zwillinge haben, und es fehlt keiner unter ihnen.
SS 4:3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. (kjv)	Sos 4:3 "Your lips are like a scarlet thread, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil.	Song.4:3 Deine Lippen sind wie eine scharlachfarbene Schnur und deine Rede lieblich. Deine Wangen sind wie der Ritz am Granatapfel zwischen deinen Zöpfen.
SS 4:4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. (kjv)	Sos 4:4 "Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones On which are hung a thousand shields, All the round shields of the mighty men.	Song.4:4 Dein Hals ist wie der Turm Davids, mit Brustwehr gebaut, daran tausend Schilde hangen und allerlei Waffen der Starken.
SS 4:5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. (kjv)	Sos 4:5 "Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle Which feed among the lilies.	Song.4:5 Deine zwei Brüste sind wie zwei junge Rehzwillinge, die unter den Rosen weiden.
SS 4:6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. (kjv)	Sos 4:6 "Until the cool of the day When the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense.	Song.4:6 Bis der Tag kühl wird und die Schatten weichen, will ich zum Myrrhenberge gehen und zum Weihrauchhügel.
SS 4:7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee. (kjv)	Sos 4:7 "You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you.	Song.4:7 Du bist allerdinge schön, meine Freundin, und ist kein Flecken an dir.
SS 4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. (kjv)	Sos 4:8 "Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from the summit of Amana, From the summit of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains of leopards.	Song.4:8 Komm mit mir, meine Braut, vom Libanon, komm mit mir vom Libanon, tritt her von der Höhe Amana, von der Höhe Senir und Hermon, von den Wohnungen der Löwen, von den Bergen der Leoparden!
SS 4:9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. (kjv)	Sos 4:9 "You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace.	Song.4:9 Du hast mir das Herz genommen, meine Schwester, liebe Braut, mit deiner Augen einem und mit deiner Halsketten einer.
SS 4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! (kjv)	Sos 4:10 "How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of spices!	Song.4:10 Wie schön ist deine Liebe, meine Schwester, liebe Braut! Deine Liebe ist lieblicher denn Wein, und der Geruch deiner Salben übertrifft alle Würze.
SS 4:11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. (kjv)	Sos 4:11 "Your lips, my bride, drip honey; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.	Song.4:11 Deine Lippen, meine Braut, sind wie triefender Honigseim; Honig und Milch ist unter deiner Zunge, und deiner Kleider Geruch ist wie der Geruch des Libanon.
SS 4:12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. (kjv)	Sos 4:12 "A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up.	Song.4:12 Meine Schwester, liebe Braut, du bist ein verschlossener Garten, eine verschlossene Quelle, ein versiegelter Born.
SS 4:13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, (kjv)	Sos 4:13 "Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard plants,	Song.4:13 Deine Gewächse sind wie ein Lustgarten von Granatäpfeln mit edlen Früchten, Zyperblumen mit Narden,
SS 4:14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: (kjv)	Sos 4:14 Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices.	Song.4:14 Narde und Safran, Kalmus und Zimt, mit allerlei Bäumen des Weihrauchs, Myrrhen und Aloe mit allen besten Würzen.
SS 4:15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon. (kjv)	Sos 4:15 "You are a garden spring, A well of fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon."	Song.4:15 Ein Gartenbrunnen bist du, ein Born lebendiger Wasser, die vom Libanon fließen.
SS 4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.(kjv)	Sos 4:16 "Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!"	Song.4:16 Stehe auf, Nordwind, und komm, Südwind, und wehe durch meinen Garten, daß seine Würzen triefen! Mein Freund komme in seinen Garten und esse von seinen edlen Früchten.
SS 5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. (kjv)	Sos 5:1 "I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers."	Song.5:1 Ich bin gekommen, meine Schwester, liebe Braut, in meinen Garten. Ich habe meine Myrrhe samt meinen Würzen abgebrochen; ich habe meinen Seim samt meinem Honig gegessen; ich habe meinen Wein samt meiner Milch getrunken. Eßt, meine Lieben, und trinkt, meine Freunde, und werdet trunken!
SS 5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. (kjv)	Sos 5:2 "I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: 'Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.'	Song.5:2 Ich schlafe, aber mein Herz wacht. Da ist die Stimme meines Freundes, der anklopft: Tue mir auf, liebe Freundin, meine Schwester, meine Taube, meine Fromme! denn mein Haupt ist voll Tau und meine Locken voll Nachttropfen.
SS 5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? (kjv)	Sos 5:3 "I have taken off my dress, How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet, How can I dirty them again?	Song.5:3 Ich habe meinen Rock ausgezogen, wie soll ich ihn wieder anziehen? Ich habe meine Füße gewaschen, wie soll ich sie wieder besudeln?
SS 5:4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. (kjv)	Sos 5:4 "My beloved extended his hand through the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him.	Song.5:4 Aber mein Freund steckte seine Hand durchs Riegelloch, und mein Innerstes erzitterte davor.
SS 5:5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. (kjv)	Sos 5:5 "I arose to open to my beloved; And my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the bolt.	Song.5:5 Da stand ich auf, daß ich meinem Freund auftäte; meine Hände troffen von Myrrhe und meine Finger von fließender Myrrhe an dem Riegel am Schloß.
SS 5:6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. (kjv)	Sos 5:6 "I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him but I did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.	Song.5:6 Und da ich meinem Freund aufgetan hatte, war er weg und hingegangen. Meine Seele war außer sich, als er redete. Ich suchte ihn, aber ich fand ihn nicht; ich rief, aber er antwortete mir nicht.
SS 5:7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. (kjv)	Sos 5:7 "The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.	Song.5:7 Es fanden mich die Hüter, die in der Stadt umgehen; die schlugen mich wund; die Hüter auf der Mauer nahmen mir meinen Schleier.
SS 5:8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love. (kjv)	Sos 5:8 "I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, As to what you will tell him: For I am lovesick."	Song.5:8 Ich beschwöre euch, ihr Töchter Jerusalems, findet ihr meinen Freund, so sagt ihm, daß ich vor Liebe krank liege.
SS 5:9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us? (kjv)	Sos 5:9 "What kind of beloved is your beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of beloved is your beloved, That thus you adjure us?"	Song.5:9 Was ist dein Freund vor andern Freunden, o du schönste unter den Weibern? Was ist dein Freund vor andern Freunden, daß du uns so beschworen hast?
SS 5:10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. (kjv)	Sos 5:10 "My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Outstanding among ten thousand.	Song.5:10 Mein Freund ist weiß und rot, auserkoren unter vielen Tausenden.
SS 5:11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. (kjv)	Sos 5:11 "His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven.	Song.5:11 Sein Haupt ist das feinste Gold. Seine Locken sind kraus, schwarz wie ein Rabe.
SS 5:12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set. (kjv)	Sos 5:12 "His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting.	Song.5:12 Seine Augen sind wie Augen der Tauben an den Wasserbächen, mit Milch gewaschen und stehen in Fülle.
SS 5:13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. (kjv)	Sos 5:13 "His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh.	Song.5:13 Seine Backen sind wie Würzgärtlein, da Balsamkräuter wachsen. Seine Lippen sind wie Rosen, die von fließender Myrrhe triefen.
SS 5:14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. (kjv)	Sos 5:14 "His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.	Song.5:14 Seine Hände sind wie goldene Ringe, voll Türkise. Sein Leib ist wie reines Elfenbein, mit Saphiren geschmückt.
SS 5:15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. (kjv)	Sos 5:15 "His legs are pillars of alabaster Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is like Lebanon Choice as the cedars.	Song.5:15 Seine Beine sind wie Marmelsäulen, gegründet auf goldenen Füßen. Seine Gestalt ist wie Libanon, auserwählt wie Zedern.
SS 5:16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.(kjv)	Sos 5:16 "His mouth is full of sweetness. And he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem."	Song.5:16 Seine Kehle ist süß, und er ist ganz lieblich. Ein solcher ist mein Freund; mein Freund ist ein solcher, ihr Töchter Jerusalems!
SS 6:1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. (kjv)	Sos 6:1 "Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, That we may seek him with you?"	Song.6:1 Wo ist denn dein Freund hin gegangen, o du schönste unter den Weibern? Wo hat sich dein Freund hin gewandt? So wollen wir mit dir ihn suchen.
SS 6:2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. (kjv)	Sos 6:2 "My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock in the gardens And gather lilies.	Song.6:2 Mein Freund ist hinabgegangen in seinen Garten, zu den Würzgärtlein, daß er weide in den Gärten und Rosen breche.
SS 6:3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies. (kjv)	Sos 6:3 "I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies."	Song.6:3 Mein Freund ist mein, und ich bin sein, der unter den Rosen weidet.
SS 6:4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners. (kjv)	Sos 6:4 "You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners.	Song.6:4 Du bist schön, meine Freundin, wie Thirza, lieblich wie Jerusalem, schrecklich wie Heerscharen.
SS 6:5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead. (kjv)	Sos 6:5 "Turn your eyes away from me, For they have confused me; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Gilead.	Song.6:5 Wende deine Augen von mir; denn sie verwirren mich. Deine Haare sind wie eine Herde Ziegen, die am Berge Gilead herab gelagert sind.
SS 6:6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them. (kjv)	Sos 6:6 "Your teeth are like a flock of ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young.	Song.6:6 Deine Zähne sind wie eine Herde Schafe, die aus der Schwemme kommen, die allzumal Zwillinge haben, und es fehlt keiner unter ihnen.
SS 6:7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks. (kjv)	Sos 6:7 "Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil.	Song.6:7 Deine Wangen sind wie ein Ritz am Granatapfel zwischen deinen Zöpfen.
SS 6:8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number. (kjv)	Sos 6:8 "There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, And maidens without number;	Song.6:8 Sechzig sind der Königinnen und achtzig der Kebsweiber, und der Jungfrauen ist keine Zahl.
SS 6:9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. (kjv)	Sos 6:9 But my dove, my perfect one, is unique: She is her mother's only daughter; She is the pure child of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,	Song.6:9 Aber eine ist meine Taube, meine Fromme, eine ist ihrer Mutter die Liebste und die Auserwählte ihrer Mutter. Da sie die Töchter sahen, priesen sie dieselbe selig; die Königinnen und Kebsweiber lobten sie.
SS 6:10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners? (kjv)	Sos 6:10 'Who is this that grows like the dawn, As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the sun, As awesome as an army with banners?'	Song.6:10 Wer ist, die hervorbricht wie die Morgenröte, schön wie der Mond, auserwählt wie die Sonne, schrecklich wie Heerscharen?
SS 6:11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded. (kjv)	Sos 6:11 "I went down to the orchard of nut trees To see the blossoms of the valley, To see whether the vine had budded Or the pomegranates had bloomed.	Song.6:11 Ich bin hinab in den Nußgarten gegangen, zu schauen die Sträuchlein am Bach, zu schauen, ob die Granatbäume blühten.
SS 6:12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib. (kjv)	Sos 6:12 "Before I was aware, my soul set me Over the chariots of my noble people."	Song.6:12 Ich wußte nicht, daß meine Seele mich gesetzt hatte zu den Wagen Ammi-Nadibs.
SS 6:13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.(kjv)	Sos 6:13 "Come back, come back, O Shulammite; Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!" "Why should you gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of the two companies?	Song.6:13 Kehre wieder, kehre wieder, o Sulamith! kehre wieder, kehre wieder, daß wir dich schauen! Was sehet ihr an Sulamith? Den Reigen zu Mahanaim.
SS 7:1 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. (kjv)	Sos 7:1 "How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The curves of your hips are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.	Song.7:1 Wie schön ist dein Gang in den Schuhen, du Fürstentochter! Deine Lenden stehen gleich aneinander wie zwei Spangen, die des Meisters Hand gemacht hat.
SS 7:2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. (kjv)	Sos 7:2 "Your navel is like a round goblet Which never lacks mixed wine; Your belly is like a heap of wheat Fenced about with lilies.	Song.7:2 Dein Schoß ist wie ein runder Becher, dem nimmer Getränk mangelt. Dein Leib ist wie ein Weizenhaufen, umsteckt mit Rosen.
SS 7:3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. (kjv)	Sos 7:3 "Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.	Song.7:3 Deine zwei Brüste sind wie zwei Rehzwillinge.
SS 7:4 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. (kjv)	Sos 7:4 "Your neck is like a tower of ivory, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, Which faces toward Damascus.	Song.7:4 Dein Hals ist wie ein elfenbeinerner Turm. Deine Augen sind wie die Teiche zu Hesbon am Tor Bathrabbims. Deine Nase ist wie der Turm auf dem Libanon, der gen Damaskus sieht.
SS 7:5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. (kjv)	Sos 7:5 "Your head crowns you like Carmel, And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses.	Song.7:5 Dein Haupt steht auf dir wie der Karmel. Das Haar auf deinem Haupt ist wie der Purpur des Königs, in Falten gebunden.
SS 7:6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! (kjv)	Sos 7:6 "How beautiful and how delightful you are, My love, with all your charms!	Song.7:6 Wie schön und wie lieblich bist du, du Liebe voller Wonne!
SS 7:7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. (kjv)	Sos 7:7 "Your stature is like a palm tree, And your breasts are like its clusters.	Song.7:7 Dein Wuchs ist hoch wie ein Palmbaum und deine Brüste gleich den Weintrauben.
SS 7:8 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; (kjv)	Sos 7:8 "I said, 'I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its fruit stalks. 'Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of your breath like apples,	Song.7:8 Ich sprach: Ich muß auf dem Palmbaum steigen und seine Zweige ergreifen. Laß deine Brüste sein wie Trauben am Weinstock und deiner Nase Duft wie Äpfel
SS 7:9 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. (kjv)	Sos 7:9 And your mouth like the best wine!" "It goes down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep. The Union of Love	Song.7:9 und deinen Gaumen wie guter Wein, der meinem Freunde glatt eingeht und der Schläfer Lippen reden macht.
SS 7:10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. (kjv)	Sos 7:10 "I am my beloved's, And his desire is for me.	Song.7:10 Mein Freund ist mein, und nach mir steht sein Verlangen.
SS 7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. (kjv)	Sos 7:11 "Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country, Let us spend the night in the villages.	Song.7:11 Komm, mein Freund, laß uns aufs Feld hinausgehen und auf den Dörfern bleiben,
SS 7:12 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. (kjv)	Sos 7:12 "Let us rise early and go to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine has budded And its blossoms have opened, And whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love.	Song.7:12 daß wir früh aufstehen zu den Weinbergen, daß wir sehen, ob der Weinstock sprosse und seine Blüten aufgehen, ob die Granatbäume blühen; da will ich dir meine Liebe geben.
SS 7:13 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.(kjv)	Sos 7:13 "The mandrakes have given forth fragrance; And over our doors are all choice fruits, Both new and old, Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.	Song.7:13 Die Lilien geben den Geruch, und über unsrer Tür sind allerlei edle Früchte. Mein Freund, ich habe dir beide, heurige und vorjährige, behalten.
SS 8:1 O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised. (kjv)	Sos 8:1 "Oh that you were like a brother to me Who nursed at my mother's breasts. If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you; No one would despise me, either.	Song.8:1 O, daß du mir gleich einem Bruder wärest, der meiner Mutter Brüste gesogen! Fände ich dich draußen, so wollte ich dich küssen, und niemand dürfte mich höhnen!
SS 8:2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate. (kjv)	Sos 8:2 "I would lead you and bring you Into the house of my mother, who used to instruct me; I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.	Song.8:2 Ich wollte dich führen und in meiner Mutter Haus bringen, da du mich lehren solltest; da wollte ich dich tränken mit gewürztem Wein und mit dem Most meiner Granatäpfel.
SS 8:3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. (kjv)	Sos 8:3 "Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me."	Song.8:3 Seine Linke liegt unter meinem Haupt, und seine Rechte herzt mich.
SS 8:4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please. (kjv)	Sos 8:4 "I want you to swear, O daughters of Jerusalem, Do not arouse or awaken my love Until she pleases."	Song.8:4 Ich beschwöre euch, Töchter Jerusalems, daß ihr meine Liebe nicht aufweckt noch regt, bis es ihr selbst gefällt.
SS 8:5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee. (kjv)	Sos 8:5 "Who is this coming up from the wilderness Leaning on her beloved?" "Beneath the apple tree I awakened you; There your mother was in labor with you, There she was in labor and gave you birth.	Song.8:5 Wer ist die, die heraufsteigt von der Wüste und lehnt sich auf ihren Freund? Unter dem Apfelbaum weckte ich dich; da ist dein genesen deine Mutter, da ist dein genesen, die dich geboren hat.
SS 8:6 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame. (kjv)	Sos 8:6 "Put me like a seal over your heart, Like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, Jealousy is as severe as Sheol; Its flashes are flashes of fire, The very flame of the Lord.	Song.8:6 Setze mich wie ein Siegel auf dein Herz und wie ein Siegel auf deinen Arm. Denn Liebe ist stark wie der Tod, und ihr Eifer ist fest wie die Hölle. Ihre Glut ist feurig und eine Flamme des HERRN,
SS 8:7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned. (kjv)	Sos 8:7 "Many waters cannot quench love, Nor will rivers overflow it; If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love, It would be utterly despised."	Song.8:7 daß auch viele Wasser nicht mögen die Liebe auslöschen noch die Ströme sie ertränken. Wenn einer alles Gut in seinem Hause um die Liebe geben wollte, so gölte es alles nichts.
SS 8:8 We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? (kjv)	Sos 8:8 "We have a little sister, And she has no breasts; What shall we do for our sister On the day when she is spoken for?	Song.8:8 Unsere Schwester ist klein und hat keine Brüste. Was sollen wir unsrer Schwester tun, wenn man nun um sie werben wird?
SS 8:9 If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar. (kjv)	Sos 8:9 "If she is a wall, We will build on her a battlement of silver; But if she is a door, We will barricade her with planks of cedar."	Song.8:9 Ist sie eine Mauer, so wollen wir ein silbernes Bollwerk darauf bauen. Ist sie eine Tür, so wollen wir sie festigen mit Zedernbohlen.
SS 8:10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour. (kjv)	Sos 8:10 "I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace.	Song.8:10 Ich bin eine Mauer und meine Brüste sind wie Türme. Da bin ich geworden vor seinen Augen, als die Frieden findet.
SS 8:11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. (kjv)	Sos 8:11 "Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers. Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.	Song.8:11 Salomo hat einen Weinberg zu Baal-Hamon. Er gab den Weinberg den Hütern, daß ein jeglicher für seine Früchte brächte tausend Silberlinge.
SS 8:12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. (kjv)	Sos 8:12 "My very own vineyard is at my disposal; The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, And two hundred are for those who take care of its fruit."	Song.8:12 Mein eigener Weinberg ist vor mir. Dir, Salomo, gebühren tausend, aber zweihundert den Hütern seiner Früchte.
SS 8:13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it. (kjv)	Sos 8:13 "O you who sit in the gardens, My companions are listening for your voice-- Let me hear it!"	Song.8:13 Die du wohnst in den Gärten, laß mich deine Stimme hören; die Genossen merken darauf.
SS 8:14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.(kjv)	Sos 8:14 "Hurry, my beloved, And be like a gazelle or a young stag On the mountains of spices."	Song.8:14 Flieh, mein Freund, und sei gleich einem Reh oder jungen Hirsch auf den Würzbergen!