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I am dark, but lovely,
    you daughters of Jerusalem,
    like Kedar’s tents,
    like Solomon’s curtains.
Don’t stare at me because I am dark,
    because the sun has scorched me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me.
    They made me keeper of the vineyards.
    I haven’t kept 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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