9To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
9To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
6 Fear me not, because I am very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard — my own — I have not kept.
7 Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?
8 If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!
9 To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
10 Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.
11 Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!
1:9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
1:9I liken you, my darling, to a mare harnessed to one of the chariots of Pharaoh.
1:9I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:9To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
1:9I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:9I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:9I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:9I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.