- THE SONG of songs, which is Solomon"s.
- Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth - for thy love is better than wine.
- Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance;
thy name is as ointment poured forth;
therefore do the maidens love thee.
- 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 find thy love more fragrant than wine!
sincerely do they love thee.
- "I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
- Look not upon me, that I am swarthy, that the sun hath tanned me;
my mother"s sons were incensed against me, they made me keeper of the vineyards;
but mine own vineyard have I not kept."
- 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 veileth herself beside the flocks of thy companions?
- 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.
- I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh"s chariots.
- Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads.
- We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver.
- While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
- My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.
- My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi.
- Behold, thou art fair, my love;
behold, thou art fair;
thine eyes are as doves.
- Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant;
also our couch is leafy.
- The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses.