Song of Solomon
Chapter 1
1:1The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
1:2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:for your love is better than wine.
1:3Because of the savor of your good ointments your name is as an ointment poured out:therefore the virgins love you.
1:4Draw me:we will run after you:the King has brought me into his chambers:we will rejoice and be glad in you:we will remember your love more than wine:the righteous do love you.
1:5I am black, O daughters of Jerusalem,but comely, as the tents of Kedar,and as the curtains of Salomon.
1:6Regard you me not because I am black:for the sun has looked upon me. The sons of my mother were angry against me:they made me the keeper of the vines:but I kept not my own vine.
1:7Show me, O you, whom my nephesh loves, where you feed, where you lie at noon:for why should I be as she that turns aside to the flocks of your companions?
1:8If you know not, O you the fairest among women, get you forth by the steps of the flock,and feed your kids by the tents of the shepherds.
1:9I have compared you, O my love, to the troupe of horses in the chariots of Pharaoh.
1:10Your cheeks are comely with rows of stones,and your neck with chains.
1:11We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.
1:12While the King was at his repast, my spikenard gave the smell of it.
1:13My well-beloved is as a bundle of myrrh to me:he shall lie between my breasts.
1:14My beloved is as a cluster of camphire to me in the vines of Engedi.
1:15My love, behold, you are fair:behold, you are fair:your eyes are like the doves.
1:16My love, behold, you are fair and pleasant:also our bed is green:
1:17The beams of our house are cedars, our rafters are of fir.
Chapter 2
2:1I am the rose of the field,and the lily of the valleys.
2:2Like a lily among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
2:3Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons of men:under his shadow had I delight,and sat down:and his fruit was sweet to my mouth.
2:4He brought me into the house of wine, and love was his banner over me.
2:5Sustain me with raisin cakes,and comfort me with apples:for I am sick of love.
2:6His left hand is under my head,and his right hand does embrace me.
2:7I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the does of the field,that you stir not up, nor awaken my love, until she please.
2:8It is the voice of my beloved:behold, he comes leaping by the mountains,and skipping by the hills.
2:9My beloved is like a gazelle, or a young stag:lo, he stands behind our wall, looking forth of the windows, showing himself through the grates.
2:10My beloved spoke and said to me, Arise, my love, my fair one,and come your way.
2:11For behold, winter is past:the rain is changed,and is gone away.
2:12The flowers appear in the earth:the time of the singing of birds is come,and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.
2:13The tree has brought forth her young figs:and the vines with their small grapes have cast a savor:arise my love, my fair one,and come away.
2:14My dove,that are in the holes of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, show me your sight, let me hear your voice:for your voice is sweet,and your sight comely.
2:15Take us the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines:for our vines have small grapes.
2:16My beloved is mine,and I am his:he feeds among the lilies,
2:17Until the day break,and the shadows flee away:return, my beloved,and be like a gazelle, or a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.
Chapter 3
3:1In my bed by night I sought him that my nephesh loved:I sought him,but I found him not.
3:2I will rise therefore now,and go about in the city, by the streets and by the open places,and will seek him that my nephesh loves:I sought him,but I found him not.
3:3The watchmen that went about the city, found me:to whom I said, Have you seen him, whom my nephesh loves?
3:4When I had past a little from them, then I found him whom my nephesh loved:I took hold on him and left him not, till I had brought him to my mother's house into the chamber of her that conceived me.
3:5I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the does of the field,that you stir not up, nor awaken my love until she please.
3:6Who is she that comes up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke perfumed with myrrh and incense,and with all the spices of the merchant's?
3:7Behold his bed, which is Solomon's:threescore strong men are round about it, of the valiant men of Israel.
3:8They all handle the sword,and are expert in war, every one has his sword upon his thigh for the fear by night.
3:9King Solomon made himself a palace of the trees of Lebanon.
3:10He made the pillars of it of silver, and the pavement of it of gold, the hangings of it of purple, whose midst was paved with the love of the daughters of Jerusalem.
3:11Come forth, you daughters of Zion, and behold the King Solomon with the crown, with which his mother crowned him in the day of his marriage, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
4:1Behold, you are fair, my love:behold, you are fair:your eyes are like the doves:among your locks your hair is like the flock of goats, which look down from the mountain of Gilead.
4:2Your teeth are like a flock of sheep in good order, which go up from the washing:which every one bring out twins,and none is barren among them.
4:3Your lips are like a thread of scarlet,and your talk is comely:your temples are within your locks as a piece of a pomegranate.
4:4Your neck is as the tower of David built for defense: a thousand shields hang in it, and all the targets of the strong men.
4:5Your two breasts are as two young gazelles that are twins, feeding among the lilies.
4:6Until the day break,and the shadows fly away, I will go into the mountain of myrrh and to the mountain of incense.
4:7You are all fair, my love,and there is no spot in you.
4:8Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, even with me from Lebanon,and look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions,and from the mountains of the leopards.
4:9My sister, my spouse, you have wounded my heart:you have wounded my heart with one of your eyes,and with a chain of your neck.
4:10My sister, my spouse, how fair is your love? How much better is your love than wine? And the savor of your ointments then all spices?
4:11Your lips, my spouse, drop as honey honeycomb:honey and milk are under your tongue,and the savor of your garments is as the savor of Lebanon.
4:12My sister my spouse is as a garden enclosed, as a spring shut up,and a fountain sealed up.
4:13Your plants are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweet fruits, as are, spikenard,
4:14Even spikenard,and saffron, calamus,and cinnamon with all the trees of incense, myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
4:15O fountain of the gardens, O well of living waters,and the springs of Lebanon.
4:16Arise, O North, and come O South, and blow on my garden that the spices of it may flow out: let my beloved come to his garden, and eat his pleasant fruit.
5:1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse:I gathered my myrrh with my spice:I ate my honey come with my honey, I drank my wine with my milk:eat, O friends, drink,and make you merry, O beloved.
5:2I sleep,but my heart awake, it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled:for my head is full of dew,and my locks with the drops of the night.
5:3I have put off my coat, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,and my bowels were moved for him.
5:5I rose up to open to my beloved,and my hands did drop down myrrh,and my fingers pure myrrh upon the handles of the bar.
5:6I opened to my beloved:but my beloved was gone,and past:my nephesh was gone when he did speak:I sought him,but I could not find him:I called him,but he answered me not.
5:7The watchmen that went about the city, found me:they smote me and wounded me:the watchmen of the walls took away my veil from me.
5:8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved,that you tell him that I am sick of love.
5:9O the fairest among women, what is your beloved more than another beloved? What is your beloved more than another lover,that you do so charge us?
5:10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief of ten thousand.
5:11His head is as fine gold, his locks curled,and black as a raven.
5:12His eyes are like doves upon the rivers of waters, which are waters with milk,and remain by the full vessels.
5:13His cheeks are as a bed of spices,and as sweet flowers,and his lips like lilies dripping down pure myrrh.
5:14His hands as rings of gold set with the chrysolite, his belly like white ivory covered with sapphires.
5:15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold:his countenance as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
5:16His mouth is as sweet things,and he is lovely delectable:this is my beloved,and this is my lover, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Chapter 6
6:1O the fairest among women, where is your beloved gone? Where is your beloved turned aside,that we may seek him with you?
6:2My beloved is gone down into his garden to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens,and to gather lilies.
6:3I am my beloved,and my beloved is mine, who feeds among the lilies.
6:4You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
6:5Turn away your eyes from me:for they overcome me:your hair is like a flock of goats, which look down from Gilead.
6:6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which go up from the washing, which every one bring out twins,and none is barren among them.
6:7Your temples are within your locks as a piece of a pomegranate.
6:8There are threescore Queens and fourscore concubines and of the young women without number.
6:9But my dove is alone,and my undefiled, she is the only daughter of her mother,and she is dear to her that bore her:the daughters have seen her and counted her blessed:even the Queens and the concubines,and they have praised her.
6:10Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, pure as the sun, terrible as an army with banners!
6:11I went down to the garden of nuts, to see the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine budded,and if the pomegranates flourished.
6:12I knew nothing, my nephesh set me as the chariots of my noble people.
Chapter 7
7:1Return, return, O Shulamite, return:return that we may behold you. What shall you see in the Shulamite,but as the company of an army?
7:2How beautiful are your goings with shoes, O princes daughter! The joints of your thighs are like jewels:the work of the hand of a cunning workman.
7:3Your navel is as a round cup that wants not liquor:your belly is as a heap of wheat compassed about with lilies.
7:4Your two breasts are as two young gazelles that are twins.
7:5Your neck is like a tower of ivory:your eyes are like the fish pools in Heshbon by the gate of Rabbim:your nose is as the tower of Lebanon,that looks toward Damascus.
7:6Your head upon you is as scarlet,and the bush of your head like purple:the King is tied in the rafters.
7:7How fair are you,and how pleasant are you, O my love, in pleasures!
7:8This your stature is like a palm tree,and your breasts like clusters.
7:9I said, I will go up into the palm tree, I will take hold of her boughs:your breasts shall now be like the clusters of the vine:and the savor of your nose like apples,
7:10And the roof of your mouth like good wine, which goes straight to my beloved,and causes the lips of the ancient to speak.
7:11I am my beloved's,and his desire is toward me.
7:12Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field:let us remain in the villages.
7:13Let us get up early to the vines, let us see if the vine flourish, whether it has budded the small grape, or whether the pomegranates flourish:there will I give you my love.
7:14The mandrakes have given a smell,and in our gates are all sweet things, new and old:my beloved, I have kept them for you.
Chapter 8
8:1Oh that you were as my brother that sucked the breasts of my mother:I would find you without, I would kiss you, then they should not despise you.
8:2I will lead you and bring you into my mother's house:there you shall teach me:and I will cause you to drink spiced wine,and new wine of the pomegranate.
8:3His left hand shall be under my head,and his right hand shall embrace me.
8:4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,that you stir not up, nor awaken my love, until she please.
8:5(Who is this that comes up out of the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved?) I raised you up under an apple tree:there your mother conceived you:there she conceived that bore you.
8:6Set me as a seal on your heart,and as a signet upon your arm:for love is strong as death:jealousy is cruel as Sheol:the coals of it are fiery coals,and a vehement flame.
8:7Much water cannot quench love,neither can the floods drown it:If a man should give all the substance of his house for love, they would greatly contemn it.
8:8We have a little sister,and she has no breasts:what shall we do for our sister when she shall be spoken for?
8:9If she be a wall, we will build upon her a silver palace:and if she be a door, we will keep her in with boards of cedar.
8:10I am a wall,and my breasts are as towers:then was I in his eyes as one that finds peace.
8:11Solomon had a vine in Baal: he gave the vineyard to keepers: every one brings for the fruit of it a thousand pieces of silver.
8:12But my vineyard which is mine, is before me:to you, O Solomon appertains a thousand pieces of silver,and two hundred to them that keep the fruit of it.
8:13O you that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice:cause me to hear it.
8:14O my beloved, flee away,and be like to the gazelle, or to the young stag upon the mountains of spices.