The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth;
For thy love is better than wine.
Thine oils have a goodly fragrance;
Thy name is as oil poured forth;
Therefore do the {Or, maidens}virgins love thee.
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 make mention of thy love more than of wine:
{Or, In uprightness}Rightly do they love thee.
I am black, but comely,
Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem,
As the tents of Kedar,
As the curtains of Solomon.
Look not upon me, because I am swarthy,
Because the sun hath {Or, looked upon}scorched me.
My mother's sons were incensed against me;
They made me keeper of the vineyards;
But mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth,
Where thou feedest thy flock,
Where thou makest it to rest at noon:
For why should I be as one that is veiled
Beside the flocks of thy companions?
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.
I have compared thee, O {Or, my friend (and so throughout)}my love,
{Or, To the steeds Or, To my steed}To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair,
Thy neck with strings of jewels.
We will make thee plaits of gold
With studs of silver.
While the king sat at his table,
My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
My beloved is unto me as a {Or, bag}bundle of myrrh,
That lieth betwixt my breasts.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of {Hebrew: copher.}henna-flowers
In the vineyards of En-gedi.
Behold, thou art fair, my love;
Behold thou art fair;
{Or, Thou hast doves' eyes}Thine eyes are as doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
Also our couch is green.
The beams of our {Or, houses}house are {Or, of cedar…of fir}cedars,
And our rafters are {Or, cypresses}firs.
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As a lily among thorns,So is my love among the daughters.
And the horses which Solomon had were brought out of Egypt; and the king's merchants received them in droves, each drove at a price.
My beloved spake, and said unto me,Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
And Solomon gathered chariots and horsemen: and he had a thousand and four hundred chariots, and twelve thousand horsemen, that he placed in the chariot cities, and with the king at Jerusalem.
And the king made silver and gold to be in Jerusalem as stones, and cedars made he to be as the sycomore-trees that are in the lowland, for abundance.
And the horses which Solomon had were brought out of Egypt; the king's merchants received them in droves, each drove at a price.
And they fetched up and brought out of Egypt a chariot for six hundred shekels of silver, and a horse for a hundred and fifty: and so for all the kings of the Hittites, and the kings of Syria, did they bring them out by their means.
The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,And the vines are in blossom;They give forth their fragrance.Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Woe to them that go down to Egypt for help, and rely on horses, and trust in chariots because they are many, and in horsemen because they are very strong, but they look not unto the Holy One of Israel, neither seek Jehovah!
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; {Or, Thou hast doves' eyes}Thine eyes are as doves behind thy {Or, locks}veil.Thy hair is as a flock of goats,That {Or, appear on mount Gilead}lie along the side of mount Gilead.
Thou art all fair, my love;And there is no spot in thee.
I {Or, sleep, but my heart waketh}was asleep, but my heart waked:It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my {Hebrew: perfect.}undefiled;For my head is filled with dew,My locks with the drops of the night.
Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah,Comely as Jerusalem,Terrible as {Hebrew: bannered hosts.}an army with banners.
Ye are my friends, if ye do the things which I command you.
No longer do I call you {Greek: bondservants.}servants; for the {Greek: bondservant.}servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I heard from my Father, I have made known unto you.