1The song of songs, which is Solomon'.2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.3Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.4Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.5I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.6Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother' children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.7Tell 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 turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?8If 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.9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh' chariots.10Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels , thy neck with chains of gold .11We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.13A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.14My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.15Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves'eyes.16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.17The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
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 veils herself beside the flocks of your companions? He (Ps 23:1; So 2:16; So 3:1; So 6:3; So 8:13; Isa 13:20; Jer 33:12; Eze 34:14; Eze 34:15)8If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents. (So 5:9; So 6:1)9I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots. (2Ch 1:16; 2Ch 1:17; So 4:15)10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. Others (So 5:13)11We will make for you[2] ornaments of gold, studded with silver. She12While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance. (So 1:4; So 4:13; So 4:14; Mr 14:3; Joh 12:3)13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies between my breasts. (Ps 45:8; Joh 19:39)14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of Engedi. He (1Sa 23:29; So 4:13)15Behold, you are beautiful, my love; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves. She (So 1:9; So 2:2; So 2:10; So 2:13; So 4:1; So 4:7; So 5:2; So 5:12; So 6:4; Eze 16:13)16Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly delightful. Our couch is green; (2Sa 1:23; 2Sa 1:26; So 2:3)17the beams of our house are cedar; our rafters are pine. (Isa 37:24; Isa 60:13; Eze 31:8)