Song of Solomon 1
1 THE SONG of songs, which is Solomon's.
The Song of Songs, which is by Solomon.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth — for thy love is better than wine.
[[M.]] O that he would kiss me with one of 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 savor of thy precious perfumes, (Thy name is like fragrant oil 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 after thee; let us run! The king hath led me to his chambers! We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will praise thy love more than wine. Justly do they 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.'
Gaze not upon me because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me! My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; My vineyard, my own, 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, thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest thy flock, Where thou leadest it to rest at noon; For why should I be like a veiled one 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.
[[Lad.]] If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Trace thou thy way by the tracks 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.
[[Lov.]] To the horses in the chariots of Pharaoh Do I compare thee, my love!
10 Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads.
Comely are thy cheeks with rows of jewels, Thy neck with strings of pearls.
11 We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver.
Golden chains will we make for thee, With studs of silver.
12 While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
[[M.]] While the king reclineth 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 bunch of myrrh is my beloved to me; He shall abide 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 a cluster of henna-flowers From the gardens of Engedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves.
[[Lov.]] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our couch is leafy.
[[M.]] Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, lovely; And green is our bed.
17 The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses.
The cedars are the beams of our house, And its roof the cypresses.
