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1:1 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love
[is] better than wine.
1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as]
ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
1:4 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: the upright love thee.
1:5 I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as
the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
1:6 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 the keeper of the vineyards; [but] mine own vineyard
have I not kept.
1:7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest,
where thou makest [thy flock] to rest at noon: for why should I
be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
1:8 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.
1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in
Pharaoh's chariots.
1:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with
chains [of gold].
1:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
1:12 While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth
forth the smell thereof.
1:13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie
all night betwixt my breasts.
1:14 My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the
vineyards of Engedi.
1:15 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair;
thou [hast] doves' eyes.
1:16 Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also
our bed [is] green.
1:17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of
fir.
2:1 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
2:2 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the
daughters.
2:3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my
beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great
delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over
me [was] love.
2:5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am]
sick of love.
2:6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth
embrace me.
2:7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and
by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my]
love, till he please.
2:8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the
mountains, skipping upon the hills.
2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he
standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows,
shewing himself through the lattice.
2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my
fair one, and come away.
2:11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;
2:12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing
[of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our
land;
2:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines
[with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my
fair one, and come away.
2:14 O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the
secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let
me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy
countenance [is] comely.
2:15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines:
for our vines [have] tender grapes.
2:16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the
lilies.
2:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my
beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the
mountains of Bether.
3:1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I
sought him, but I found him not.
3:2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and
in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought
him, but I found him not.
3:3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to whom I
said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
3:4 [It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I found
him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go,
until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the
chamber of her that conceived me.
3:5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and
by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my]
love, till he please.
3:6 Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars
of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all
powders of the merchant?
3:7 Behold his bed, which [is] Solomon's; threescore valiant men
[are] about it, of the valiant of Israel.
3:8 They all hold swords, [being] expert in war: every man
[hath] his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
3:9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
3:10 He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom thereof
[of] gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst thereof
being paved [with] love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
3:11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon
with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of
his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
4:1 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair;
thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a
flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
4:2 Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn,
which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins,
and none [is] barren among them.
4:3 Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is]
comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within
thy locks.
4:4 Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an
armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of
mighty men.
4:5 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins,
which feed among the lilies.
4:6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get
me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
4:7 Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.
4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from
Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and
Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the
leopards.
4:9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou
hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain
of thy neck.
4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much
better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments
than all spices!
4:11 Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and
milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is]
like the smell of Lebanon.
4:12 A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring
shut up, a fountain sealed.
4:13 Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant
fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
4:14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees
of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
4:15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams
from Lebanon.
4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my
garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved
come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have
gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with
my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends;
drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my
beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my
love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew,
[and] my locks with the drops of the night.
5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed
my feet; how shall I defile them?
5:4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my
bowels were moved for him.
5:5 I rose up t