1 ¶ The song of songs, which is of Solomon.

The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

2 ¶ Oh! if he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! for thy love is better than wine.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.

3 B ecause of the savour of thy good ointments (ointment poured forth is thy name), therefore have the virgins loved thee.

Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.

4 D raw me after thee, we will run. The king has brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee; we will remember thy love more than the wine; the upright 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 remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.

5 I am dark, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, more desirable as the booths of Kedar, as the tents of Solomon.

I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.

6 D o not look upon me because I am dark because the sun has looked upon me; my mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards, but I have not kept my own vineyard.

Look not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.

7 ¶ Tell me, O thou whom my soul loves, where thou dost feed, where thou dost make thy flock to rest at noon; for why did I have to be as a wanderer after the flocks of thy companions?

Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest, Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

8 I f thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go forth, following the footprints of the flock and feed thy little female goats beside the booths of the shepherds.

If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.

9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a mare of the chariots of Pharaoh.

I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

10 T hy cheeks are beautiful between the earrings, thy neck between the necklaces.

Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.

11 W e will make thee earrings of gold with studs of silver.

We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.

12 ¶ While the king was on his couch, my spikenard gave forth its fragrance.

While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.

13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me that rests between my breasts.

A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.

14 M y beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.

15 B ehold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.

16 B ehold, thou art fair, O my beloved, and pleasant; also our bed has flowers.

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.

17 T he beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.