1 T he song of songs, which is Solomon’s. The Banquet The Shulamite

¶The song of songs, which is of Solomon.

2 L et him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— For your love is better than wine.

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

3 B ecause of the fragrance of your good ointments, Your name is ointment poured forth; Therefore the virgins love you.

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

4 D raw me away! The Daughters of Jerusalem We will run after you. The Shulamite The king has brought me into his chambers. The Daughters of Jerusalem We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will remember your love more than wine. The Shulamite Rightly do they love you.

Draw 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.

5 I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, Like the tents of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon.

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

6 D o not look upon me, because I am dark, Because the sun has tanned me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; They made me the keeper of the vineyards, But my own vineyard I have not kept. (To Her Beloved)

Do 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.

7 T ell me, O you whom I love, Where you feed your flock, Where you make it rest at noon. For why should I be as one who veils herself By the flocks of your companions? The Beloved

¶ 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?

8 I f you do not know, O fairest among women, Follow in the footsteps of the flock, And feed your little goats Beside the shepherds’ tents.

If 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.

9 I have compared you, my love, To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.

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

10 Y our cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with chains of gold. The Daughters of Jerusalem

Thy cheeks are beautiful between the earrings, thy neck between the necklaces.

11 W e will make you ornaments of gold With studs of silver. The Shulamite

We will make thee earrings of gold with studs of silver.

12 W hile the king is at his table, My spikenard sends forth its fragrance.

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

13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts.

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

14 M y beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms In the vineyards of En Gedi. The Beloved

My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

15 B ehold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes. The Shulamite

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.

16 B ehold, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant! Also our bed is green.

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

17 T he beams of our houses are cedar, And our rafters of fir.

The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.