ΑΣΜΑ 5
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)Original language
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)
King James Version with Apocrypha
1Καταβήτω ἀδελφιδός μου εἰς κῆπον αὐτοῦ, καὶ φαγέτω καρπὸν ἀκροδρύων αὐτοῦ· εἰσῆλθον εἰς κῆπόν μου ἀδελφή μου νύμφη· ἐτρύγησα σμύρναν μου μετὰ ἀρωμάτων μου, ἔφαγον ἄρτον μου μετὰ μέλιτός μου, ἔπιον οἶνόν μου μετὰ γάλακτός μου· φάγετε πλήσιοι καὶ πίετε, καὶ μεθύσθητε ἀδελφοί.
1I 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.
2Ἐγὼ καθεύδω, καὶ ἡ καρδία μου ἀγρυπνεῖ. φωνὴ ἀδελφιδοῦ μου κρούει ἐπὶ τὴν θύραν, ἀνοιξόν μοι ἡ πλησίον μου, ἄδελφή μου, περιστερά μου, τελεία μου· ὅτι ἡ κεφαλή μου ἐπλήσθη δρόσου, καὶ οἱ βόστρυχοί μου ψεκάδων νυκτός.
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.
3Ἐξεδυσάμην τὸν χιτῶνά μου, πῶς ἐνδύοσμαι αὐτόν; ἐνιψάμην τοὺς πόδας μου, πῶς μολυνῶ αὐτούς;
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4Ἀδελφιδός μου ἀπέστειλε χεῖρα αὐτοῦ ἀπὸ τῆς ὀπῆς, καὶ ἡ κοιλία μου ἐθροήθη ἐπʼ αὐτόν.
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door , and my bowels were moved for him.
5Ἀνέστην ἐγὼ ἀνοῖξαι τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, χεῖρές μου ἔσταξαν σμύρναν, δάκτυλοί μου σμύρναν πλήρη ἐπὶ χεῖρας τοῦ κλείθρου.
5I 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.
6Ἤνοιξα ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου· ἀδελφιδός μου παρῆλθε· ψυχή μου ἐξῆλθεν ἐν λόγῳ αὐτοῦ· ἐζήτησα αὐτὸν καὶ οὐχ εὗρον αὐτὸν, ἐκάλεσα αὐτὸν καὶ οὐχ ὑπήκουσέ μου.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7Εὕροσάν με οἱ φύλακες οἱ κυκλοῦντες ἐν τῇ πόλει, ἐπάταξάν με, ἐτραυμάτισάν με· ᾖραν τὸ θέριστρόν μου ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ φύλακες τῶν τειχέων.
7The 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.
8Ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς θυγατέρες Ἱερουσαλὴμ ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσι καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσι τοῦ ἀγροῦ· ἐὰν εὕρητε τὸν ἀδελφιδόν μου, τί ἀπαγγείλητε αὐτῷ; ὅτι τετρωμένη ἀγάπης ἐγώ εἰμι.
8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
9Τί ἀδελφιδός σου ἀπὸ ἀδελφιδοῦ, ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξί; τί ἀδελφιδός σου ἀπὸ ἀδελφιδοῦ, ὅτι οὕτως ὥρκισας ἡμᾶς;
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?
10Ἀδελφιδός μου λευκὸς καὶ πυῤῥὸς, ἐκλελοχισμένος ἀπὸ μυριάδων.
10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11Κεφαλὴ αὐτοῦ χρυσίον κεφὰζ, βόστρυχοι αὐτοῦ ἐλάται, μέλανες ὡς κόραξ.
11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
12Ὀφθαλμοὶ αὐτοῦ ὡς περιστεραὶ ἐπὶ πληρώματα ὑδάτων, λελουσμέναι ἐν γάλακτι, καθήμεναι ἐπὶ πληρώματα.
12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
13Σιαγόνες αὐτοῦ ὡς φιάλαι τοῦ ἀρώματος φύουσαι μυρεψικά· χείλη αὐτοῦ κρίνα στάζοντα σμύρναν πλήρη.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14Χεῖρες αὐτοῦ τορευταὶ χρυσαῖ πεπληρωμέναι Θαρσίς· κοιλία αὐτοῦ πυξίον ἐλεφάντινον ἐπὶ λίθου σαπφείρου.
14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
15Κνῆμαι αὐτοῦ στύλοι μαρμάρινοι τεθεμελιωμένοι ἐπὶ βάσεις χρυσᾶς· εἶδος αὐτοῦ ὡς Λίβανος, ἐκλεκτὸς ὡς κέδροι.
15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16Φάρυγξ αὐτοῦ γλυκασμοὶ καὶ ὅλος ἐπιθυμία· οὗτος ἀδελφιδός μου καὶ οὗτος πλησίον μου, θυγατέρες Ἱερουσαλήμ.
16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
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