Song of Solomon 4:9

Em outras traduções

1. KJV King James Version

   9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.*4.9 ravished: or, taken away

2. NIV New International Version

   9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;

   you have stolen my heart

   with one glance of your eyes,

   with one jewel of your necklace.

3. ESV English Standard Version

   9 You have captivated my heart, my *ch. 5:1,2sister, my bride;

   you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes,

   with one *[Judg. 8:26]jewel of your necklace.

4. NLT New Living Translation

   9 You have captured my heart,

   my treasure,*4:9 Hebrew my sister; also in 4:10, 12. my bride.

   You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes,

   with a single jewel of your necklace.

5. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   9 You have ravished my heart,

   My sister, my spouse;

   You have ravished my heart

   With one look of your eyes,

   With one link of your necklace.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   9 You have captured my heart,  * 4:9 Sg 6:5; 7:5 my sister,  * 4:9 Sg 5:1–2 my bride.

   You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes,

   with one jewel of your necklace.

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   9 Thou hast wounded my heart, my sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded my heart with one of thy eyes, and with one hair of thy neck.

8. MSG The Message

   8-15 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride.

   Leave Lebanon behind, and come.

   Leave your high mountain hideaway.

   Abandon your wilderness seclusion,

   Where you keep company with lions

   and panthers guard your safety.

   You’ve captured my heart, dear friend.

   You looked at me, and I fell in love.

   One look my way and I was hopelessly in love!

   How beautiful your love, dear, dear friend—

   far more pleasing than a fine, rare wine,

   your fragrance more exotic than select spices.

   The kisses of your lips are honey, my love,

   every syllable you speak a delicacy to savor.

   Your clothes smell like the wild outdoors,

   the fresh scent of high mountains.

   Dear lover and friend, you’re a secret garden,

   a private and pure fountain.

   Body and soul, you are paradise,

   a whole orchard of succulent fruits—

   Ripe apricots and peaches,

   oranges and pears;

   Nut trees and cinnamon,

   and all scented woods;

   Mint and lavender,

   and all herbs aromatic;

   A garden fountain, sparkling and splashing,

   fed by spring waters from the Lebanon mountains.