1Verse 1The Song of Songs, which is by Solomon.Verse 2[[M.]] O that he would kiss me with one of the kisses of his mouth! For thy love is better than wine.Verse 3Because of the savor of thy precious perfumes, (Thy name is like fragrant oil poured forth,) Therefore do the virgins love thee.Verse 4Draw me after thee; let us run! The king hath led me to his chambers! We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will praise thy love more than wine. Justly do they love thee!Verse 5I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.Verse 6Gaze not upon me because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me! My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; My vineyard, my own, have I not kept.Verse 7Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest thy flock, Where thou leadest it to rest at noon; For why should I be like a veiled one by the flocks of thy companions?Verse 8[[Lad.]] If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Trace thou thy way by the tracks of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents!Verse 9[[Lov.]] To the horses in the chariots of Pharaoh Do I compare thee, my love!Verse 10Comely are thy cheeks with rows of jewels, Thy neck with strings of pearls.Verse 11Golden chains will we make for thee, With studs of silver.Verse 12[[M.]] While the king reclineth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.Verse 13A bunch of myrrh is my beloved to me; He shall abide between my breasts.Verse 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers From the gardens of Engedi.Verse 15[[Lov.]] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves.Verse 16[[M.]] Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, lovely; And green is our bed.Verse 17The cedars are the beams of our house, And its roof the cypresses.
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