< Song of Solomon 1 >
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2 Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
3 fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
4 Draw me forward. Chorus to Bride: We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes. Bride to Chorus: The king has led me into his storerooms. Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. Groom to Bride: The righteous love you.
5 Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
6 Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color. The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Bride to Groom: Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions.
8 Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.
9 O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
11 Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
12 Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
13 My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
14 My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
15 Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
16 Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
17 Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
