Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

我的佳偶，你甚美丽！你甚美丽！你的眼在帕子内好像鸽子眼。你的头发如同山羊群卧在基列山旁。

看哪，我的佳偶，你真美丽！看哪，你真美丽！你的眼睛在面纱后好像鸽子。你的头发如同一群山羊，从基列山下来。

看哪，我的佳偶，你真美丽！看哪，你真美丽！你的眼睛在面纱后好像鸽子。你的头发如同一群山羊，从基列山下来。

我的爱人啊，你真是美极了！面纱掩映着那温柔如鸽的双眸，你的秀发就好像跃下基列山冈的山羊群。

我的佳偶啊！你很美丽；你很美丽。你的眼在面纱后面好像鸽子的眼睛；头发如同从基列山下来的山羊群。

我的佳偶，你甚美麗！你甚美麗！你的眼在帕子內好像鴿子眼。你的頭髮如同山羊羣臥在基列山旁。

看哪，我的佳偶，你真美麗！看哪，你真美麗！你的眼睛在面紗後好像鴿子。你的頭髮如同一羣山羊，從基列山下來。

看哪，我的佳偶，你真美麗！看哪，你真美麗！你的眼睛在面紗後好像鴿子。你的頭髮如同一羣山羊，從基列山下來。

我的愛人啊，你真是美極了！面紗掩映著那溫柔如鴿的雙眸，你的秀髮就好像躍下基列山岡的山羊群。

我的佳偶啊！你很美麗；你很美麗。你的眼在面紗後面好像鴿子的眼睛；頭髮如同從基列山下來的山羊群。

哦，我的愛侶啊，你很美麗！哦，你很美麗！你的眼在你帕子後面簡直是鴿子。你的頭髮如同山羊羣從基列山下來。

所羅門曰我之嘉偶、爾乃美好、爾誠美好、目在帕內、顯露若鴿、髮若山羊羣、臥於基列山麓、

良人曰、愛妃甚美、以巾蔽面、目光流露、其麗若鴿、髮若群羊、卧於基列山、

我之佳耦、爾甚美麗、爾眼在帕內猶如鴿眼、髮如群山羊、臥於基列山、

How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from the hills of Gilead.

“ You are so beautiful, my love! So beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair flows like a flock of black goats coming down from the hills of Gilead.

Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.

You are beautiful, my darling, beautiful beyond words. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.

How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Behind your veil, your eyes are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

“ 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.

THE BELOVED: Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, Going down from Mount Gilead.

M How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Behind your veil, your eyes are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

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.

Oh, you are beautiful, my darling! Oh, you are beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair is like a flock of female goats descending from Mount Gilead.

Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves.

Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

Feed thy people with thy rod, the flock of thy heritage, which dwell solitarily, in the forest in the midst of Carmel: let them feed in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old.

And thy renown went forth among the nations for thy beauty; for it was perfect, through my majesty which I had put upon thee, saith the Lord Jehovah.

And Moses gave Gilead unto Machir the son of Manasseh; and he dwelt therein.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

So will the king desire thy beauty; For he is thy lord; and reverence thou him.

But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are transformed into the same image from glory to glory, even as from the Lord the Spirit.

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.

His head is as the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, and black as a raven.His eyes are like doves beside the water- brooks, Washed with milk, and fitly set.

Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

doing nothing through faction or through vainglory, but in lowliness of mind each counting other better than himself;not looking each of you to his own things, but each of you also to the things of others.Have this mind in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:

Now the children of Reuben and the children of Gad had a very great multitude of cattle: and when they saw the land of Jazer, and the land of Gilead, that, behold, the place was a place for cattle;