Song of Solomon 1
1 THE SONG of songs, which is Solomon's.
The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth — for thy love is better than wine.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
3 Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance; thy name is as ointment poured forth; therefore do the maidens love thee.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 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 find thy love more fragrant than wine! sincerely do they love thee.
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 'I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not upon me, that I am swarthy, that the sun hath tanned me; my mother's sons were incensed against me, they made me keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I 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 my own vineyard have I not kept.
7 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 veileth herself beside the flocks of thy 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 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.
If thou knowest not, O thou fairest among women, go forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
11 We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver.
We will make for thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.
A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi.
My beloved is to me as a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our couch is leafy.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses.
The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
