1 T he Song of Songs, the most beautiful of them all, which is Solomon’s. The First Song The Woman

The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.

2 “ May he kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine.

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

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

Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is as oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.

4 T ake 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.

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 make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.

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

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

6 D o 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.

Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept.

7 T ell 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

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

8 “ 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.

If 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.

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

I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

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

Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, Thy neck with strings of jewels.

11 W e will make objects of gold and silver for you.” The Woman

We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.

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

While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

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

My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.

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

My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.

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

Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves.

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

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.

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

The beams of our house are cedars, And our rafters are firs.