Song of Solomon 1-2

Song of Solomon 1

¹The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.

²Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.

³Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.

⁴Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.

⁵I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

⁶Let not your eyes be turned on me, because I am dark, because I was looked on by the sun; my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vine-gardens; but my vine-garden I have not kept.

⁷Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?

⁸If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.

⁹I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.

¹⁰Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.

¹¹We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.

¹²While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.

¹³As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.

¹⁴My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.

¹⁵See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.

¹⁶See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.

¹⁷Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.

Song of Solomon 2

¹I am a rose of Sharon, a flower of the valleys.

²As the lily-flower among the thorns of the waste, so is my love among the daughters.

³As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

⁴He took me to the house of wine, and his flag over me was love.

⁵Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome with love.

⁶His left hand is under my head, and his right hand is round about me.

⁷I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.

⁸The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.

⁹My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.

¹⁰My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹¹For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

¹²The flowers are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding in our land;

¹³The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.

¹⁴O my dove, you are in the holes of the mountain sides, in the cracks of the high hills; let me see your face, let your voice come to my ears; for sweet is your voice, and your face is fair.

¹⁵Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, which do damage to the vines; our vines have young grapes.

¹⁶My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.

¹⁷Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, come, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of Bether.