The song of songs, which is
Solomon's.
02 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:
for thy love is better than wine.
03 Because of the savour of thy good ointments
thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore
do the virgins love thee.
04 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 remember thy love more
than wine: the upright love thee.
05 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of
Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains
of Solomon.
06 Look not upon me, because I am black, because
the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children
were angry with me; they made me the keeper of
the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not
kept.
07 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 turneth
aside by the flocks of thy companions?
08 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.
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09 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company
of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy
neck with chains of gold.
11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs
of silver.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my
spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me;
he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire
in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou
art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea,
pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our
rafters of fir.
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