Song of Solomon 1:1–2:17
*The asong bof songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 Let him kiss me with cthe kisses of his mouth:
For d†thy love is better than wine.
3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments
Thy ename is as ointment poured forth,
Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 fDraw me, gwe will run after thee:
hThe king hath brought me into his ichambers:
jWe will be glad and rejoice in thee,
We will remember dthy love more than wine:
||The upright love thee.
5 I am black, but kcomely, lO ye daughters of Jerusalem,
As mthe tents of nKedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not upon me, because I am black,
Because the sun hath olooked upon me:
My mother’s children were angry with me;
They made me pthe keeper of the vineyards;
But qmine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Tell me, O thou qqwhom my soul loveth,
Where thou feedest, where thou makest rthy flock to rest at noon:
For why should I be ||as one that turneth aside by the flocks of sthy companions?
8 If thou know not, tO thou fairest among women,
Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock,
And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 I have compared thee, uO my love,
To a company of xhorses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 yThy cheeks are comely with zrows of jewels,
Thy neck with chains of gold.
11 We will make thee zborders of gold
With studs of silver.
12 While athe king sitteth at his table,
My bspikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 A bundle of cmyrrh is my wellbeloved unto me;
He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 My beloved is unto me as a dcluster of ||camphire
In the vineyards of eEn-gedi.
15 fBehold, thou art fair, ||my love; behold, thou art fair;
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
Also our bed is green.
17 The hbeams of iour house are jcedar,
And the clily of the valleys.
2 As the clily among thorns,
So is dmy love among the daughters.
3 As the eapple tree among the trees of the wood,
So is my beloved among the sons.
†I sat down funder his shadow with great delight,
And ghis fruit was sweet to my †taste.
4 hHe brought me to the †banqueting house,
And his banner over me was love.
5 iStay me with jflagons, †comfort me with eapples:
For lI am sick of love.
6 mHis left hand is under my head,
mAnd his right hand doth embrace me.
7 †nI charge you, oO ye daughters of Jerusalem,
By the pqroes, and by the prhinds of the field,
That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh
Leaping supon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is tlike a roe or a tuyoung hart:
Behold, he standeth behind our wall,
He vlooketh forth at the windows,
†Shewing himself through the lattice.
10 My beloved wspake, and said unto me,
xRise up, dmy love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of the singing of birds is come,
And the voice of the yturtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
And the vines with the ztender grape give a zzgood smell.
aArise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 O bmy dove, cthat art din the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the estairs,
Let me see thy countenance, flet me hear thy voice;
For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is gcomely.
15 Take us the hfoxes,
The little foxes, that spoil the vines:
For our vines have ztender grapes.
16 iMy beloved is mine, and I am his:
He kfeedeth among the lilies.
17 lUntil the day break, and the shadows flee away,
Turn, my beloved,
And mbe thou like a roe or a young hart