Song of Solomon 2:10,11

Em outras traduções

1. KJV King James Version

   10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. 11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

2. NIV New International Version

   10 My beloved spoke and said to me,

   "Arise, my darling,

   my beautiful one, come with me.

   11 See! The winter is past;

   the rains are over and gone.

3. ESV English Standard Version

   10 My beloved speaks and says to me:

   *ver. 13"Arise, my love, my beautiful one,

   and come away,

   11 for behold, the winter is past;

   *[Joel 2:23]the rain is over and gone.

4. NLT New Living Translation

   10 My lover said to me,

   "Rise up, my darling!

   Come away with me, my fair one!

   11 Look, the winter is past,

   and the rains are over and gone.

5. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   10 My beloved spoke, and said to me:

   "Rise up, my love, my fair one,

   And come away.

   11 For lo, the winter is past,

   The rain is over and gone.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   10 My love calls to me:

   Man

   Arise,  * 2:10 Sg 2:13 my darling.

   Come away, my beautiful one.

   11 For now the winter is past;

   the rain has ended and gone away.

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   10 Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come. 11 For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.

8. MSG The Message

   8-10 Look! Listen! There’s my lover!

   Do you see him coming?

   Vaulting the mountains,

   leaping the hills.

   My lover is like a gazelle, graceful;

   like a young stag, virile.

   Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate,

   all ears, all eyes—ready!

   My lover has arrived

   and he’s speaking to me!

   10-14 Get up, my dear friend,

   fair and beautiful lover—come to me!

   Look around you: Winter is over;

   the winter rains are over, gone!

   Spring flowers are in blossom all over.

   The whole world’s a choir—and singing!

   Spring warblers are filling the forest

   with sweet strains.

   Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,

   and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.

   Oh, get up, dear friend,

   my fair and beautiful lover—come to me!

   Come, my shy and modest dove—

   leave your seclusion, come out in the open.

   Let me see your face,

   let me hear your voice.

   For your voice is soothing

   and your face is ravishing.