song of songs bot
@songofsongsbot.bsky.social
posts a verse/section every six hours from my favorite book of the bible/tanakh.
by @alice.bsky.sh
translation: http://benwhitmore.altervista.org/song-solomon/
source: https://github.com/aliceisjustplaying/songofsongs-bot-bsky
by @alice.bsky.sh
translation: http://benwhitmore.altervista.org/song-solomon/
source: https://github.com/aliceisjustplaying/songofsongs-bot-bsky
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My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my shepherdess, my lovely one, and come away.
December 2, 2025 at 6:00 PM
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my shepherdess, my lovely one, and come away.
I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handle of the bolt.
December 2, 2025 at 12:00 PM
I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handle of the bolt.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he appointed the vineyard unto keepers; each of whom for the fruit thereof was to bring in a thousand pieces of silver.
December 2, 2025 at 6:00 AM
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he appointed the vineyard unto keepers; each of whom for the fruit thereof was to bring in a thousand pieces of silver.
The voice of my beloved! behold, it cometh leaping over the mountains, skipping upon the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
December 2, 2025 at 12:00 AM
The voice of my beloved! behold, it cometh leaping over the mountains, skipping upon the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
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? My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
December 1, 2025 at 6:00 PM
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? My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
December 1, 2025 at 12:00 PM
His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of thy thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master craftsman. Thy navel is a rounded goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is a heap of wheat grains set about with lilies.
December 1, 2025 at 6:00 AM
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of thy thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master craftsman. Thy navel is a rounded goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is a heap of wheat grains set about with lilies.
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the darling of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her:
December 1, 2025 at 12:00 AM
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the darling of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her:
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
November 30, 2025 at 6:00 PM
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
Thy bush is an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: A fountain enclosed, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
November 30, 2025 at 12:00 PM
Thy bush is an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: A fountain enclosed, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, concealed in the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; thy pleasant voice, and thy comely countenance.
November 30, 2025 at 6:00 AM
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, concealed in the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; thy pleasant voice, and thy comely countenance.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, in deliciousness! This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of dates].
November 30, 2025 at 12:00 AM
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, in deliciousness! This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of dates].
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither hast thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
November 29, 2025 at 6:00 PM
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither hast thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
Behold, thou art fair, my shepherdess! Behold, thou art fair! Thou hast doves’ eyes.
November 29, 2025 at 12:00 PM
Behold, thou art fair, my shepherdess! Behold, thou art fair! Thou hast doves’ eyes.
Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them. As a piece of a pomegranate are thy cheeks within thy tresses.
November 29, 2025 at 6:00 AM
Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them. As a piece of a pomegranate are thy cheeks within thy tresses.
Before I was even aware, my soul commanded me like the chariots of my nobles: Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were, the dance of battling armies.
November 29, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Before I was even aware, my soul commanded me like the chariots of my nobles: Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were, the dance of battling armies.
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no blemish in thee.
November 28, 2025 at 6:00 PM
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no blemish in thee.
I said, I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its boughs. Let now thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, the fragrance of thy breath like apples, And the taste of you like the best wine that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of the slumbering to murmur.
November 28, 2025 at 12:00 PM
I said, I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its boughs. Let now thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, the fragrance of thy breath like apples, And the taste of you like the best wine that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of the slumbering to murmur.
The mandrakes give a fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and stored up, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
November 28, 2025 at 6:00 AM
The mandrakes give a fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and stored up, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one glance of thine eyes, with one necklace of thy neck.
November 28, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one glance of thine eyes, with one necklace of thy neck.
I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother’s house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
November 27, 2025 at 6:00 PM
I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother’s house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
November 27, 2025 at 12:00 PM
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
I 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.
November 27, 2025 at 6:00 AM
I 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.
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where dost thou graze? Where dost thou rest at noon? For why should I be as one enveloped by the flocks of thy companions?
November 27, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where dost thou graze? Where dost thou rest at noon? For why should I be as one enveloped by the flocks of thy companions?
A garden inclosed is my sister, my bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
November 26, 2025 at 6:00 PM
A garden inclosed is my sister, my bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.