Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
The Song of Songs, that [is] of Solomon.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for your love is better than wine.
Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better [are] your loves than wine.
3 Because of the smell of your good ointments your name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love you.
For fragrance [are] your good perfumes. Perfume emptied out—your name, Therefore have virgins loved you!
4 Draw me, we will run after you: the king has brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine: the upright love you.
Draw me: we run after you, The king has brought me into his inner chambers, We delight and rejoice in you, We mention your loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved you!
5 I am black, but comely, O you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
I [am] dark and lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, as tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not on me, because I am black, because the sun has looked on 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.
Do not fear me, because I [am] very dark, Because the sun has scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard—my own—I have not kept.
7 Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
Declare to me, you whom my soul has loved, Where you delight, Where you lie down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of your companions?
8 If you know not, O you fairest among women, go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
If you do not know, O beautiful among women, Go forth by the traces of the flock, And feed your kids by the shepherds’ dwellings!
9 I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared you, my friend,
10 Your cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.
Your cheeks have been lovely with garlands, your neck with chains.
11 We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.
We make garlands of gold for you, with studs of silver!
12 While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell thereof.
While the king [is] in his circle, My spikenard has given its fragrance.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodges.
14 My beloved is to me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
15 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves’ eyes.
Behold, you [are] beautiful, my friend, Behold, you [are] beautiful, your eyes [are] doves!
16 Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant: also our bed is green.
Behold, you [are] beautiful, my love, indeed, pleasant, Indeed, our bed [is] green,
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
The beams of our houses [are] cedars, Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
