The Bride

“I am black and (A)beautiful,
You (B)daughters of Jerusalem,
Like the (C)tents of (D)Kedar,
Like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not stare at me because I am [a]dark,
For the sun has tanned me.
My (E)mother’s sons were angry with me;
They made me (F)caretaker of the vineyards,
But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 1:6 Or swarthy, blackish

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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