Song of Songs 3:1
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
On my bed at night, I sought the one my soul loves; I sought him, but I did not find him.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night in my bedd, I sought him, whom my soule loueth: yee diligently sought I him, but I founde him not.
In my bed by night I sought him that my soule loued: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night in my bed I sought hym whom my soule loueth: yea diligently sought I him, but I found him not.
¶ By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.
On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
By night on my bed I was looking for him who is the love of my soul: I was looking for him, but I did not see him.
By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.
The Lost Lover is FoundThe Beloved about Her Lover: All night long on my bed I longed for my lover. I longed for him but he never appeared.
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2I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
3The watchmen who go about the city found me: to whom I said, Have you seen him whom my soul loves?
4It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loves: 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 who conceived me.
5I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that you do not stir up nor awaken my love until he pleases.
6Who is this coming out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders of the merchant?
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am lovesick.
9What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned aside? That we may seek him with you.
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.
15So I came out to meet you, diligently to seek your face, and I have found you.
2I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, 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.
3I have taken off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
7Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon. Why should I be like one who turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord; my hand was stretched out in the night and did not rest; my soul refused to be comforted.
13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of Engedi.
6When I remember you upon my bed, and meditate on you in the night watches.
10I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12Let us rise early to the vineyards, let us see if the vine has flourished, if the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranates blossom. There I will give you my love.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10My beloved spoke and said to me, 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.'
9With my soul I have desired You in the night; yes, with my spirit within me I will seek You early; for when Your judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world will learn righteousness.
28Which my soul still seeks, but I find not; one man among a thousand I have found, but a woman among all those I have not found.
6Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
3Surely I will not come into the tent of my house, nor go up to my bed;
4I will not give sleep to my eyes, or slumber to my eyelids,
3His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand would embrace me.
4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not stir up or awaken my love until he pleases.
1O God, you are my God; early will I seek you: my soul thirsts for you, my flesh longs for you in a dry and thirsty land, where there is no water;
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
6I call to remembrance my song in the night; I commune with my own heart, and my spirit diligently searches.
17I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; let us delight ourselves with love.
6I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I drench my couch with my tears.
1Oh, that you were like my brother, who nursed at my mother's breasts! When I find you outside, I would kiss you, and I would not be despised.
17Until the day breaks and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young deer upon the mountains of Bether.
8Passing through the street near her corner, and he went the way to her house,
9In the twilight, in the evening, in the black and dark night;
26Upon this I awoke, and looked around; and my sleep was sweet to me.
17I love those who love me; and those who seek me early shall find me.
3Oh, that I knew where I might find him, that I might come even to his seat!
8When You said, 'Seek My face,' my heart said to You, 'Your face, LORD, I will seek.'
4Draw me, we will run after you; the king has brought me into his chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine; the upright love you.
4He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me was love.
10With my whole heart I have sought You; oh, let me not wander from Your commandments.
17My bones are pierced in me at night, and my sinews find no rest.