Song of Songs 1
Modern English Version
Introduction
1 The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s.
The Woman
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your love is better than wine.
3 Your anointing oils are fragrant,
your name is oil poured out;
therefore the virgins love you.
4 Draw me after you, let us run.
The king has brought me into his chambers.
Friends of the Woman
We will exult and rejoice in you;
we will remember your love more than wine;
rightly do they love you.
The Woman
5 I am dark, but still lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not gaze at me, because I am dark,
because the sun has looked upon me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
they made me the keeper of the vineyards,
but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Tell 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 one who veils herself by the flocks of your companions?
Friends of the Woman
8 If you do not know, O fairest among women,
follow in the tracks of the flock,
and pasture your young goats
beside the shepherds’ tents.
The Man
9 I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Lovely are your cheeks with ornaments,
your neck with chains of gold.
Friends of the Woman
11 We will make you ornaments of gold,
with studs of silver.
The Woman
12 While the king was on his couch,
my nard gave forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a bundle of myrrh
that lies all night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
in the vineyards of En Gedi.
The Man
15 How fair you are, my love.
How fair you are! Your eyes are doves.
The Woman
16 How fair you are, my beloved!
Yes, pleasant!
Our bed is verdant;
17 the beams of our house are cedar,
and our rafters of fir.
Song of Solomon 1
Authorized (King James) Version
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:
for thy love is better than wine.
3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments
thy name is as ointment poured forth,
therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 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.
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 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.
7 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?
8 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.
9 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 wellbeloved 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 En-gedi.
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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