- ¶ THE song of songs, which is Solomon’s, the son of David king of Israel.
- ¶ Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth;
for your love is better than wine.
- Because of the fragrance of your good ointments your name is like ointment of myrrh, therefore do the virgins love you.
- Draw me after you, let us run;
the king has brought me into his chambers;
we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine, and your affections more than the upright.
- I have dark skin, but I am comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
- Do not look at me because I have dark skin, because the sun has tanned me;
my mother’s sons contended with me;
they made me the keeper of the vineyards;
but my own vineyard I have not kept.
- ¶ Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where did I feed, where did I make my flock to rest at noon?
Lest I become like a sheep which has gone astray from your flocks.
- If you do not know, O you most beautiful among women, come, follow in the footprints of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
- I have compared you, O my beloved, to a mare in Pharaoh’s chariot.
- Your cheeks are comely with braided hair, and your neck with necklaces.
- We will make for you golden chains with studs of silver.
- ¶ While you are seated with the king upon his cushion, spikenard sends forth its fragrance.
- A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me;
he shall lie all night between my breasts.
- My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in a vineyard of Engad.
- Behold, you are beautiful, O my beloved;
behold, you are fair;
you have dove’s eyes.
- Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yea, pleasant;
also our bed is spacious.
- The beams of our house are of cedar, and our rafters of cypress.