Song of Solomon 1
1 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 kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue 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 remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
Drawe me: we will runne after thee: the King hath brought me into his chabers: we will reioyce and be glad in thee: we will remember thy loue more then wine: the righteous do loue thee.
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
I am blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
6 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.
Regard ye me not because I am blacke: for the sunne hath looked vpon mee. The sonnes of my mother were angry against mee: they made me the keeper of ye vines: but I kept not mine owne vine.
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 turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
Shewe me, O thou, whome my soule loueth, where thou feedest, where thou liest at noone: for why should I be as she that turneth aside to the flockes 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 knowe not, O thou the fairest among women, get thee foorth by the steps of the flocke, and feede thy kiddes by the tents of the shepheards.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
