Song of Solomon 1
The song of songs, which [is] Solomon’s.
2 Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine.
3 fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Draw me forward. Chorus to Bride: We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes. Bride to Chorus: The king has led me into his storerooms. Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. Groom to Bride: The righteous love you.
Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
5 Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color. The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept.
Look not upon me, because I [am] black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; [but] mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Bride to Groom: Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions.
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest [thy flock] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
8 Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.
If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold].
11 Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15 Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves’ eyes.
16 Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green.
17 Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.
