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1 | Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine, | The song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
2 | Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee. | Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. |
3 | Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee. | Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. |
4 | I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon. | 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. |
5 | Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept. | I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
6 | Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions. | 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. |
7 | If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds. | 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? |
8 | To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love. | 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. |
9 | Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove's, thy neck as jewels. | I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. |
10 | We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver. | Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. |
11 | While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof. | We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. |
12 | A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts. | While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. |
13 | A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi. | A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. |
14 | Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves. | My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi. |
15 | Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing. | Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. |
16 | The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees. | Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. |
17 | The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir. |