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
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.
October 8, 2026 at 12:00 PM
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.
Thine head crowns thee like Mount Carmel, and the hair of thine head like royal purple bound in tresses.
October 8, 2026 at 6:00 AM
Thine head crowns thee like Mount Carmel, and the hair of thine head like royal purple bound in tresses.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep smooth shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
October 8, 2026 at 12:00 AM
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep smooth shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
Draw me after you, let us hurry! The king hath brought me into his chambers. We will exult and rejoice in thee; we will remember thy affections more than wine. The upright love thee.
October 7, 2026 at 6:00 PM
Draw me after you, let us hurry! The king hath brought me into his chambers. We will exult and rejoice in thee; we will remember thy affections more than wine. The upright love thee.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
October 7, 2026 at 6:00 AM
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
As the apricot tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I sat with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
October 7, 2026 at 12:00 AM
As the apricot tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I sat with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
October 6, 2026 at 6:00 PM
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
Who is this that cometh up from the pasture, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth, she that bore thee.
October 6, 2026 at 12:00 PM
Who is this that cometh up from the pasture, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth, she that bore thee.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my shepherdess, my lovely one, and come away.
October 6, 2026 at 6:00 AM
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my shepherdess, my lovely one, and come away.
How beautiful are thy nipples, my sister, my bride! Thy breasts are more beautiful than wine, and the scent of thy perfume surpasseth all spices!
October 6, 2026 at 12:00 AM
How beautiful are thy nipples, my sister, my bride! Thy breasts are more beautiful than wine, and the scent of thy perfume surpasseth all spices!
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. Because of the fragrance of thy good ointments, thy name is as ointment poured forth; therefore do the maidens love thee.
October 5, 2026 at 6:00 PM
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. Because of the fragrance of thy good ointments, thy name is as ointment poured forth; therefore do the maidens love thee.
Look at you, my lovely shepherdess; Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy tresses: thy hair is as a flock of goats descending from mount Gilead.
October 5, 2026 at 12:00 PM
Look at you, my lovely shepherdess; Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy tresses: thy hair is as a flock of goats descending from mount Gilead.
His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
October 5, 2026 at 6:00 AM
His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
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.
October 5, 2026 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 am a wall, and my breasts like towers: thus did I find favour in his eyes.
October 4, 2026 at 6:00 PM
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: thus did I find favour in his eyes.
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.
October 4, 2026 at 12:00 PM
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.
They all hold swords, experts in war: every man hath his sword at his thigh against fear in the nights.
October 4, 2026 at 6:00 AM
They all hold swords, experts in war: every man hath his sword at his thigh against fear in the nights.
We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
October 4, 2026 at 12:00 AM
We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
Thy lips, O my bride, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the odour of thy garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
October 3, 2026 at 6:00 PM
Thy lips, O my bride, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the odour of thy garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
October 3, 2026 at 12:00 PM
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no blemish in thee.
October 3, 2026 at 6:00 AM
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no blemish in thee.
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.
October 3, 2026 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.
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.
October 2, 2026 at 6:00 PM
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.
His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
October 2, 2026 at 12:00 PM
His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
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.
October 2, 2026 at 6:00 AM
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.