Song of Solomon 1–8

Chapter 1

¹The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s.

²O that you^a would kiss me with the kisses of your^b mouth!

For your love is better than wine,

³your anointing oils are fragrant,

your name is oil poured out;

therefore the maidens love you.

⁴Draw me after you, let us make haste.

The king has brought me into his chambers.

We will exult and rejoice in you;

we will extol your love more than wine;

rightly do they love you.

⁵I am very dark, but comely,

O daughters of Jerusalem,

like the tents of Kedar,

like the curtains of Solomon.

⁶Do not gaze at me because I am swarthy,

because the sun has scorched me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me,

they made me keeper of the vineyards;

but, my own vineyard I have not kept!

⁷Tell me, you whom my soul loves,

where you pasture your flock,

where you make it lie down at noon;

for why should I be like one who wanders^c

beside the flocks of your companions?

⁸If you do not know,

O fairest among women,

follow in the tracks of the flock,

and pasture your kids

beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁹I compare you, my love,

to a mare of Pharaoh’s chariots.

¹⁰Your cheeks are comely with ornaments,

your neck with strings of jewels.

¹¹We will make you ornaments of gold,

studded with silver.

¹²While the king was on his couch,

my nard gave forth its fragrance.

¹³My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh,

that lies between my breasts.

¹⁴My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms

in the vineyards of Engedi.

¹⁵Behold, you are beautiful, my love;

behold, you are beautiful;

your eyes are doves.

¹⁶Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved,

truly lovely.

Our couch is green;

¹⁷the beams of our house are cedar,

our rafters^d are pine.

Chapter 2

¹I am a rose^e of Sharon,

a lily of the valleys.

²As a lily among brambles,

so is my love among maidens.

³As an apple tree among the trees of the wood,

so is my beloved among young men.

With great delight I sat in his shadow,

and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

⁴He brought me to the banqueting house,

and his banner over me was love.

⁵Sustain me with raisins,

refresh me with apples;

for I am sick with love.

⁶O that his left hand were under my head,

and that his right hand embraced me!

⁷I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

by the gazelles or the hinds of the field,

that you stir not up nor awaken love

until it please.

⁸The voice of my beloved!

Behold, he comes,

leaping upon the mountains,

bounding over the hills.

⁹My beloved is like a gazelle,

or a young stag.

Behold, there he stands

behind our wall,

gazing in at the windows,

looking through the lattice.

¹⁰My beloved speaks and says to me:

“Arise, my love, my fair one,

and come away;

¹¹for lo, the winter is past,

the rain is over and gone.

¹²The flowers appear on the earth,

the time of singing has come,

and the voice of the turtledove

is heard in our land.

¹³The fig tree puts forth its figs,

and the vines are in blossom;

they give forth fragrance.

Arise, my love, my fair one,

and come away.

¹⁴O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,

in the covert of the cliff,

let me see your face,

let me hear your voice,

for your voice is sweet,

and your face is comely.

¹⁵Catch us the foxes,

the little foxes,

that spoil the vineyards,

for our vineyards are in blossom.”

¹⁶My beloved is mine and I am his,

he pastures his flock among the lilies.

¹⁷Until the day breathes

and the shadows flee,

turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle,

or a young stag upon rugged^f mountains.

Chapter 3

¹Upon my bed by night

I sought him whom my soul loves;

I sought him, but found him not;

I called him, but he gave no answer.^g

²“I will rise now and go about the city,

in the streets and in the squares;

I will seek him whom my soul loves.”

I sought him, but found him not.

³The watchmen found me,

as they went about in the city.

“Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”

⁴Scarcely had I passed them,

when I found him whom my soul loves.

I held him, and would not let him go

until I had brought him into my mother’s house,

and into the chamber of her that conceived me.

⁵I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

by the gazelles or the hinds of the field,

that you stir not up nor awaken love

until it please.

⁶What is that coming up from the wilderness,

like a column of smoke,

perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,

with all the fragrant powders of the merchant?

⁷Behold, it is the litter of Solomon!

About it are sixty mighty men

of the mighty men of Israel,

⁸all girt with swords

and expert in war,

each with his sword at his thigh,

against alarms by night.

⁹King Solomon made himself a palanquin

from the wood of Lebanon.

¹⁰He made its posts of silver,

its back of gold, its seat of purple;

it was lovingly wrought within^h

by the daughters of Jerusalem.

¹¹Go forth, O daughters of Zion,

and behold King Solomon,

with the crown with which his mother crowned him

on the day of his wedding,

on the day of the gladness of his heart.

Chapter 4

¹Behold, you are beautiful, my love,

behold, you are beautiful!

Your eyes are doves

behind your veil.

Your hair is like a flock of goats,

moving down the slopes of Gilead.

²Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes

that have come up from the washing,

all of which bear twins,

and not one among them is bereaved.

³Your lips are like a scarlet thread,

and your mouth is lovely.

Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate

behind your veil.

⁴Your neck is like the tower of David,

built for an arsenal,ⁱ

whereon hang a thousand bucklers,

all of them shields of warriors.

⁵Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle,

that feed among the lilies.

⁶Until the day breathes

and the shadows flee,

I will hie me to the mountain of myrrh

and the hill of frankincense.

⁷You are all fair, my love;

there is no flaw in you.

⁸Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;

come with me from Lebanon.

Depart^j from the peak of Amana,

from the peak of Senir and Hermon,

from the dens of lions,

from the mountains of leopards.

⁹You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride,

you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes,

with one jewel of your necklace.

¹⁰How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride!

how much better is your love than wine,

and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!

¹¹Your lips distil nectar, my bride;

honey and milk are under your tongue;

the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.

¹²A garden locked is my sister, my bride,

a garden locked, a fountain sealed.

¹³Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates

with all choicest fruits,

henna with nard,

¹⁴nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,

with all trees of frankincense,

myrrh and aloes,

with all chief spices—

¹⁵a garden fountain, a well of living water,

and flowing streams from Lebanon.

¹⁶Awake, O north wind,

and come, O south wind!

Blow upon my garden,

let its fragrance be wafted abroad.

Let my beloved come to his garden,

and eat its choicest fruits.

Chapter 5

¹I come to my garden, my sister, my bride,

I gather my myrrh with my spice,

I eat my honeycomb with my honey,

I drink my wine with my milk.

Eat, O friends, and drink:

drink deeply, O lovers!

²I slept, but my heart was awake.

Hark! my beloved is knocking.

“Open to me, my sister, my love,

my dove, my perfect one;

for my head is wet with dew,

my locks with the drops of the night.”

³I had put off my garment,

how could I put it on?

I had bathed my feet,

how could I soil them?

⁴My beloved put his hand to the latch,

and my heart was thrilled within me.

⁵I arose to open to my beloved,

and my hands dripped with myrrh,

my fingers with liquid myrrh,

upon the handles of the bolt.

⁶I opened to my beloved,

but my beloved had turned and gone.

My soul failed me when he spoke.

I sought him, but found him not;

I called him, but he gave no answer.

⁷The watchmen found me,

as they went about in the city;

they beat me, they wounded me,

they took away my mantle,

those watchmen of the walls.

⁸I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

if you find my beloved,

that you tell him

I am sick with love.

⁹What is your beloved more than another beloved,

O fairest among women?

What is your beloved more than another beloved,

that you thus adjure us?

¹⁰My beloved is all radiant and ruddy,

distinguished among ten thousand.

¹¹His head is the finest gold;

his locks are wavy,

black as a raven.

¹²His eyes are like doves

beside springs of water,

bathed in milk,

fitly set.^k

¹³His cheeks are like beds of spices,

yielding fragrance.

His lips are lilies,

distilling liquid myrrh.

¹⁴His arms are rounded gold,

set with jewels.

His body is ivory work,^l

encrusted with sapphires.^m

¹⁵His legs are alabaster columns,

set upon bases of gold.

His appearance is like Lebanon,

choice as the cedars.

¹⁶His speech is most sweet,

and he is altogether desirable.

This is my beloved and this is my friend,

O daughters of Jerusalem.

Chapter 6

¹Whither has your beloved gone,

O fairest among women?

Whither has your beloved turned,

that we may seek him with you?

²My beloved has gone down to his garden,

to the beds of spices,

to pasture his flock in the gardens,

and to gather lilies.

³I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;

he pastures his flock among the lilies.

⁴You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love,

comely as Jerusalem,

terrible as an army with banners.

⁵Turn away your eyes from me,

for they disturb me—

Your hair is like a flock of goats,

moving down the slopes of Gilead.

⁶Your teeth are like a flock of ewes,

that have come up from the washing,

all of them bear twins,

not one among them is bereaved.

⁷Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate

behind your veil.

⁸There are sixty queens and eighty concubines,

and maidens without number.

⁹My dove, my perfect one, is only one,

the darling of her mother,

flawless to her that bore her.

The maidens saw her and called her happy;

the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.

¹⁰“Who is this that looks forth like the dawn,

fair as the moon, bright as the sun,

terrible as an army with banners?”

¹¹I went down to the nut orchard,

to look at the blossoms of the valley,

to see whether the…