Song of Solomon 1:6-8

The Voice

⁶    Don’t stare at my dark skin,
        for the sun looked down on me.
    My brothers’ anger scorched me;
        they made me work all day long in the vineyards,
    So I did not have time to care for my own vineyard,
        to cultivate my own body.

⁷    (to him) Tell me, my dearest love,
        where are your sheep grazing today?
    Where are you resting with your flock at midday?
        I want to come to you.
    Why must I go looking for you like the veiled women
        wandering among the flocks of your friends?

⁸Him (to her): If you do not know where I am,
        most beautiful of women,
    Follow the tracks of my sheep—
        they will lead you to me—
    And graze your flocks of young goats
        beside the shepherds’ tents.