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

The Song of Songs, the most beautiful of them all, which is Solomon’s. The First Song The Woman

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

“May he kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your 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.

Your oils have a pleasing smell. Your name is like oil poured out. So the young women love you.

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.

Take me away with you, and let us run together. The king has brought me into his room. “We will have joy and be glad because of you. We will praise your love more than wine. They are right to love you.

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

“I am dark but beautiful, O people of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like 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.

Do not look hard at me because I am dark, for the sun has burned me. My mother’s sons were angry with me, and made me take care of the grape-fields. But I have not taken care of my own grape-field.

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, O you whom my soul loves. In what field do you feed your flock? Where do your sheep lie down at noon? Why should I need to look for you beside the flocks of your friends?” King Solomon

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 you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the path of the flock. And let your young goats eat in the field beside the tents of the shepherds.

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

“To me, my love, you are like my horse among the war-wagons of Pharaoh.

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

Your face is beautiful with the objects you wear, and your neck with the beautiful chain around it.

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

We will make objects of gold and silver for you.” The Woman

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

“While the king was at his table, my perfume gave out its smell.

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

My loved one is like a jar of perfume to me, who lies all night between my breasts.

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

My loved one is to me like many henna flowers, in the grape-fields of Engedi.” King Solomon

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

“How beautiful you are, my love! How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves.” The Woman

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

“How beautiful you are, my love, and so pleasing! Our bed is green.

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

The pillars of our house are cedars. The pieces on our roof are pine.