Song of Songs 6 #catechesis/bible/song-of-songs
[!abstract] The spouse of Christ is but one: she is fair and terrible.
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GR ποῦ ἀπῆλθεν ὁ ἀδελφιδός σου ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξίν ποῦ ἀπέβλεψεν ὁ ἀδελφιδός σου καὶ ζητήσομεν αὐτὸν μετὰ σοῦ
LA Chorus. Quo abiit dilectus tuus, o pulcherrima mulierum? quo declinavit dilectus tuus? et quæremus eum tecum.
EN Whither is your beloved gone, O you most beautiful among women? Whither is your beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with you?
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GR ἀδελφιδός μου κατέβη εἰς κῆπον αὐτοῦ εἰς φιάλας τοῦ ἀρώματος ποιμαίνειν ἐν κήποις καὶ συλλέγειν κρίνα
LA Sponsa. Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum, ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
EN My beloved has gone down into his garden, to the bed of aromatical spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
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GR ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου καὶ ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοὶ ὁ ποιμαίνων ἐν τοῖς κρίνοις
LA Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi, qui pascitur inter lilia.
EN I to my beloved, and my beloved to me, who feeds among the lilies.
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GR καλὴ εἶ ἡ πλησίον μου ὡς εὐδοκία ὡραία ὡς Ιερουσαλημ θάμβος ὡς τεταγμέναι
LA Sponsus. Pulchra es, amica mea; suavis, et decora sicut Jerusalem; terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.
EN You are beautiful, O my love, sweet and comely as Jerusalem terrible as an army set in array.
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GR ἀπόστρεψον ὀφθαλμούς σου ἀπεναντίον μου ὅτι αὐτοὶ ἀνεπτέρωσάν με τρίχωμά σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν αἰγῶν αἳ ἀνεφάνησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ Γαλααδ
LA Averte oculos tuos a me, quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum quæ apparuerunt de Galaad.
EN Turn away your eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.
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GR ὀδόντες σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν κεκαρμένων αἳ ἀνέβησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ λουτροῦ αἱ πᾶσαι διδυμεύουσαι καὶ ἀτεκνοῦσα οὐκ ἔστιν ἐν αὐταῖς
LA Dentes tui sicut grex ovium quæ ascenderunt de lavacro: omnes gemellis fœtibus, et sterilis non est in eis.
EN Your teeth as a flock of sheep, which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them.
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GR ὡς σπαρτίον τὸ κόκκινον χείλη σου καὶ ἡ λαλιά σου ὡραία ὡς λέπυρον τῆς ῥόας μῆλόν σου ἐκτὸς τῆς σιωπήσεώς σου
LA Sicut cortex mali punici, sic genæ tuæ, absque occultis tuis.
EN Your cheeks are as the bark of a pomegranate, beside what is hidden within you.
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GR ἑξήκοντά εἰσιν βασίλισσαι καὶ ὀγδοήκοντα παλλακαί καὶ νεάνιδες ὧν οὐκ ἔστιν ἀριθμός
LA Sexaginta sunt reginæ, et octoginta concubinæ, et adolescentularum non est numerus.
EN There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and young maidens without number.
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GR μία ἐστὶν περιστερά μου τελεία μου μία ἐστὶν τῇ μητρὶ αὐτῆς ἐκλεκτή ἐστιν τῇ τεκούσῃ αὐτῆς εἴδοσαν αὐτὴν θυγατέρες καὶ μακαριοῦσιν αὐτήν βασίλισσαι καὶ παλλακαὶ καὶ αἰνέσουσιν αὐτήν
LA Una est columba mea, perfecta mea, una est matris suæ, electa genetrici suæ. Viderunt eam filiæ, et beatissimam prædicaverunt; reginæ et concubinæ, et laudaverunt eam.
EN One is my dove, my perfect one is but one, she is the only one of her mother, the chosen of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and declared her most blessed: the queens and concubines, and they praised her.
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GR τίς αὕτη ἡ ἐκκύπτουσα ὡσεὶ ὄρθρος καλὴ ὡς σελήνη ἐκλεκτὴ ὡς ὁ ἥλιος θάμβος ὡς τεταγμέναι
LA Quæ est ista quæ progreditur quasi aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata?
EN Who is she that comes forth as the morning rising, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as an army set in array?
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GR εἰς κῆπον καρύας κατέβην ἰδεῖν ἐν γενήμασιν τοῦ χειμάρρου ἰδεῖν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος ἐξήνθησαν αἱ ῥόαι ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί
LA Sponsa. Descendi in hortum nucum, ut viderem poma convallium, et inspicerem si floruisset vinea, et germinassent mala punica.
EN I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the fruits of the valleys, and to look if the vineyard had flourished, and the pomegranates budded.
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GR οὐκ ἔγνω ἡ ψυχή μου ἔθετό με ἅρματα Αμιναδαβ
LA Nescivi: anima mea conturbavit me, propter quadrigas Aminadab.
EN I knew not: my soul troubled me for the chariots of Aminadab.
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[!note]- My beloved is gone down into his garden…
Christ, pleased with the good works of his holy and devout servants labouring in his garden, is always present with them: but the words is gone down, are to be understood, that after trying his Church by permitting persecution, he comes to her assistance and she rejoices at his coming. Commentary on the Old Testament (1752)
[!note]- One is my dove, etc…
That is, my Church is one, and she only is perfect and blessed. Commentary on the Old Testament (1752)
[!note]- Who is she, etc…
Here is a beautiful metaphor describing the Church from the beginning. As, the morning rising, signifying the Church before the written law; fair as the moon, showing her under the light of the gospel: and terrible as an army, the power of Christ’s church against its enemies. Commentary on the Old Testament (1752)
