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I am dark but beautiful,
    O women of Jerusalem—
dark as the tents of Kedar,
    dark as the curtains of Solomon’s tents.
Don’t stare at me because I am dark—
    the sun has darkened my skin.
My brothers were angry with me;
    they forced me to care for their vineyards,
    so I couldn’t care for myself—my own vineyard.

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I am very dark, but (A)lovely,
    O (B)daughters of Jerusalem,
like (C)the tents of (D)Kedar,
    like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not gaze at me because I am dark,
    because the sun has looked upon me.
My (E)mother's sons were angry with me;
    they made me (F)keeper of (G)the vineyards,
    but (H)my own vineyard I have not kept!

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