Song of Solomon 1
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, The woman speaking to the man for your love is better than wine.
3 fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
4 Draw me forward. Chorus to Bride: We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes. Bride to Chorus: The king has led me into his storerooms. Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. Groom to Bride: The righteous love you.
Take me with you, and we will run. The woman speaking to herself The king has brought me into his rooms. The woman speaking to the man We are glad; We rejoice about you; let us celebrate your love; it is better than wine. It is natural for the other women to adore you.
5 Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color. The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept.
Do not stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Bride to Groom: Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions.
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where do you feed your flock? Where do you rest your flock at noontime? Why should I be like someone who wanders beside the flocks of your companions?
8 Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.
If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9 O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
