Song of Solomon 1:7-17

English Standard Version

⁷Tell me, you ^(A)whom my soul loves,
    where you ^(B)pasture your flock,
    where you make it ^(C)lie down at noon;
for why should I be like one who veils herself
    beside the flocks of your ^(D)companions?

Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other

He

⁸If you do not know,
    O ^(E)most beautiful among women,
follow in the tracks of the flock,
    and pasture your young goats
    beside the shepherds' tents.

⁹I compare you, ^(F)my love,
to ^(G)a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.
¹⁰^(H)Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments,
your neck with strings of jewels.

Others

¹¹We will make for you^[a] ornaments of gold,
studded with silver.

She

¹²While ^(I)the king was on his couch,
    my ^(J)nard gave forth its fragrance.
¹³My beloved is to me a sachet of ^(K)myrrh
    that lies between my breasts.
¹⁴My beloved is to me a cluster of ^(L)henna blossoms
    in the vineyards of ^(M)Engedi.

He

¹⁵^(N)Behold, ^(O)you are beautiful, ^(P)my love;
behold, you are beautiful;
your ^(Q)eyes are doves.

She

¹⁶Behold, you are beautiful, ^(R)my beloved, truly ^(S)delightful.
Our couch is green;
¹⁷ the beams of our house are ^(T)cedar;
our rafters are ^(U)pine.