Song of Solomon 1
1 This is [King] Solomon’s most beautiful song.
2 Kiss me [on my lips], because your love [for me] is more delightful than wine.
Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
3 The fragrance of the cologne on your [skin] is [very] sweet/pleasing [CHI]. And your reputation is [very] good and spreads, [like] [SIM] the fragrance of the special oil spread on your skin. That is why the [other] young women are attracted to you.
Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
4 Take me quickly; take me to your home. [It is as though] you are my king; take me into your room. We are very happy [DOU] about you; we say that your love [for each other] is better than wine. It is not surprising that the other young women adore you.
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 You women of Jerusalem, I am dark but beautiful; my dark skin is like [SIM] the tents in Kedar, [or] like the beautiful curtains in Solomon’s palace.
I am blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
6 [But] do not stare at me because of the sun having caused my skin to become dark; my brothers were angry with me, [so] they forced me to work [out in the sunshine] in the vineyards, so I was not able to take good care of my body/skin [CHI, MET].
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 You whom I [SYN] love, where will you take your flock of sheep today? Where will you allow them to rest at noontime? I want to know because it is not right [RHQ] for me to wander around like a prostitute looking for you among the flocks that belong to your friends.
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 You who are the most beautiful of all the women, if you [search for me and] do not know [where I will take my sheep], follow the tracks/footprints of the sheep. [Then] allow your young goats to (graze/eat grass) near 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 You [are beautiful], my darling, like the young female horse that pulls the chariot of the king of Egypt.
I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
10 Your cheeks are decorated with jewelry, and there are strings of beads/pearls around your neck.
Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
11 We will make for you [some] gold earrings that are decorated/inlaid with silver.
We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
12 While the king was on his couch, the smell of my perfume spread [around the room].
Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
13 The man who loves me is [as delightful as [MET]] a (sachet/small cloth bag) of myrrh between my breasts.
My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
14 He is like [MET] a bunch of flowers from the vineyards at En-Gedi.
My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
15 You whom I love, you are beautiful; you are very beautiful! Your eyes are [as delightful/charming as] doves.
My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
16 You who love me, you are very delightful/handsome, you are wonderful! This green grass will be [like] a couch [where we lie down].
My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
17 [Branches of] cedar [trees] will shade us; [it is as though branches of] juniper/pine [trees] will be like [MET] a roof [over our heads].
The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
