< Song of Solomon 1 >

1 [the] song of The songs which [is] of Solomon.
The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Let him kiss me from [the] kisses of mouth his for [are] good love your more than wine.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for your breasts are better than wine.
3 To odor oils your [are] good [is] oil [which] it is poured out name your there-fore young women they love you.
And the smell of your ointments is better than all spices: your name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love you.
4 Draw me after you let us run he has brought me the king chambers his let us rejoice and let us be glad in you let us bring to remembrance love your more than wine uprightness they love you.
They have drawn you: we will run after you, for the smell of your ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in you; we will love your breasts more than wine: righteousness loves you.
5 [am] black I and lovely O daughters of Jerusalem like [the] tents of Kedar like [the] tent curtains of Solomon.
I am black, but beautiful, you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 May not you look at me who I [am] blackish [on] whom has looked on me the sun [the] sons of mother my they were angry with me they made me [one who] keeps the vineyards own vineyard my which [belongs] to me not I have kept.
Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother's sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.
7 Tell! to me [O] whom it loves self my where? will you graze where? will you make [them] lie down at noon which to why? will I be like a veiled [woman] with [the] flocks of companions your.
Tell me, [you] whom my soul loves, where you tend your flock, where you cause [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of your companions.
8 If not you know yourself O beautiful [one] among women go out yourself in [the] footprints of the flock and pasture young goats your at [the] dwelling places of the shepherds.
If you know not yourself, you fair one among women, go you forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed your kids by the shepherd's tents.
9 To mare my among [the] chariots of Pharaoh I liken you O friend my.
I have likened you, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
10 They are beautiful cheeks your with strings of jewels neck your with strings of beads.
How are your cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, your neck as chains!
11 Necklaces of gold we will make for you with beads of silver.
We will make you figures of gold with studs of silver.
12 Until that the king [was] at table his nard my it gave forth odor its.
So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
13 [is] [the] bag of Myrrh - lover my to me between breasts my it lodges.
My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
14 [is] [the] cluster of Henna blossom - lover my to me in [the] vineyards of En Gedi.
My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
15 Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves.
Behold, you are fair, my companion; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves.
16 Here you [are] beautiful O lover my also pleasant also bed our [is] luxuriant.
Behold, you are fair, my kinsman, yes, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
17 [the] beams of Houses our [are] cedar (rafters our *Q(K)*) [are] cypress.
The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.

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