1:1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are
better than wine.
1:3 And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: thy name
is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love thee.
1:4 They have drawn thee: we will run after thee, for the smell of thine
ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be
glad in thee; we will love thy breasts more than wine: righteousness
1:5 I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents
of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
1:6 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.
1:7 Tell me, [thou] whom my soul loves, where thou tendest thy flock,
where thou causest [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is
veiled by the flocks of thy companions.
1:8 If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth
by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherd's
1:9 I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of
1:10 How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as
1:11 We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
1:12 So long as the kin was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
1:13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my
1:14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of
1:15 Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine
eyes are doves.
1:16 Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing
1:17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
1:1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better
1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment
poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
1:4 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.
1:5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of
Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
1:6 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.
1:7 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?
1:8 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'
1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's
1:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of
1:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
1:12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the
1:13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all
night betwixt my breasts.
1:14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of
1:15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast
1:16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is
1:17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.