1The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s.
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine.
3For the fragrance of your oils is good; your name is oil poured out. Therefore the maidens love you.
4Draw me after you; let us run! The king has brought me into his chambers. Let us rejoice and be glad in you; let us extol your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you.
5I am dark and lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6Do not stare at me because I am darkened, because the sun has gazed on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture your flock, where you make it lie down at noon. For why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
8If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, go out in the tracks of the flock and pasture your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.
9To a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots I compare you, my darling.
10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of beads.
11We will make you ornaments of gold, with studs of silver.
12While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance.
13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies through the night between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15Behold, you are beautiful, my darling; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly lovely. Truly our bed is verdant.
17The beams of our houses are cedars; our rafters are cypresses.
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