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| [1]The Song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
[1]The song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
| [2]Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine. |
[2]Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—for thy love is better than wine. |
| [3]And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: thy name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love thee. |
[3]Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance; thy name is as ointment poured forth; therefore do the maidens love thee. |
| [4]They have drawn thee: we will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in thee; we will love thy breasts more than wine: righteousness loves thee. |
[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 find thy love more fragrant than wine! sincerely do they love thee. |
| [5]I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
[5]'I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
| [6]Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother's sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard. |
[6]Look not upon me, that I am swarthy, that the sun hath tanned 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]Tell me, thou whom my soul loves, where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest them to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions. |
[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 veileth herself beside the flocks of thy companions? |
| [8]If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherd's tents. |
[8]If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by footsteps of the flock and feed thy kids, beside the shepherds' tents. |
| [9]I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao. |
[9]I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots. |
| [10]How are thy cheeks beautiful as those of a dove, thy neck as chains! |
[10]Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, thy neck with beads. |
| [11]We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver. |
[11]We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver. |
| [12]So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell. |
[12]While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance. |
| [13]My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts. |
[13]My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt m breasts. |
| [14]My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi. |
[14]My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi. |
| [15]Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves. |
[15]Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves. |
| [16]Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed. |
[16]Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our couch is leafy. |
| [17]The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress. |
[17]The beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses. |