Song of Solomon 1:1–2:7

1 The asong of songs, which is Solomon’s.

The Banquet

The 1Shulamite

2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—

bFor 2your love is better than wine.

3 Because of the fragrance of your good ointments,

Your name is ointment poured forth;

Therefore the virgins love you.

4 cDraw me away!

The Daughters of Jerusalem

dWe will run after 3you.

The Shulamite

The king ehas brought me into his chambers.

The Daughters of Jerusalem

We will be glad and rejoice in 4you.

We will remember 3your love more than wine.

The Shulamite

Rightly do they love 3you.

5 I am dark, but lovely,

O daughters of Jerusalem,

Like the tents of Kedar,

Like the curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not look upon me, because I am dark,

Because the sun has 5tanned me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me;

They made me the keeper of the vineyards,

But my own fvineyard I have not kept.

(To Her Beloved)

7 Tell me, O you whom I love,

Where you feed your flock,

Where you make it rest at noon.

For why should I be as one who 6veils herself

By the flocks of your companions?

The Beloved

8 If you do not know, gO fairest among women,

7Follow in the footsteps of the flock,

And feed your little goats

Beside the shepherds’ tents.

9 I have compared you, hmy love,

iTo my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.

10 jYour cheeks are lovely with ornaments,

Your neck with chains of gold.

The Daughters of Jerusalem

11 We will make 8you ornaments of gold

With studs of silver.

The Shulamite

12 While the king is at his table,

My 9spikenard sends forth its fragrance.

13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me,

That lies all night between my breasts.

14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms

In the vineyards of En Gedi.

The Beloved

15 kBehold, you are fair, 1my love!

Behold, you are fair!

You have dove’s eyes.

The Shulamite

16 Behold, you are lhandsome, my beloved!

Yes, pleasant!

Also our 2bed is green.

17 The beams of our houses are cedar,

And our rafters of fir.

2 I am the rose of Sharon,

And the lily of the valleys.

The Beloved

2 Like a lily among thorns,

So is my love among the daughters.

The Shulamite

3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods,

So is my beloved among the sons.

I sat down in his shade with great delight,

And ahis fruit was sweet to my taste.

The Shulamite to the Daughters of Jerusalem

4 He brought me to the 1banqueting house,

And his banner over me was love.

5 Sustain me with cakes of raisins,

Refresh me with apples,

For I am lovesick.

6 bHis left hand is under my head,

And his right hand embraces me.

7 cI 2charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

By the gazelles or by the does of the field,

Do not stir up nor awaken love

Until it pleases.