Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
3 Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured out, therefore the virgins love you.
fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
4 Take me away with you. Let’s hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.
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 I am dark, but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem, like Kedar’s tents, like Solomon’s curtains.
Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
6 Don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.
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 Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; for why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?
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 If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.
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 I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.
O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
11 We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.
Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
12 While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
15 Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.
Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
16 Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.
Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
17 The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.
Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
