Song of Solomon 1
1This is Solomon’s Song of Songs.
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
3The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
4Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you.
5I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected.
7Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
8If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds.
9I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
10Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.
12While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
16How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
17The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs.
Song of Solomon 2
1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valley.
2Like a lily among the thorns is my darling among the maidens.
3Like an apricot tree among the trees of the forest is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4He has brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me is love.
5Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
7O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
8Listen! My beloved approaches. Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
10My beloved calls to me, “Arise, my darling. Come away with me, my beautiful one.
11For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
12The flowers have appeared in the countryside; the season of singing has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
13The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”
14O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the crevices of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is lovely.
15Catch for us the foxes— the little foxes that ruin the vineyards— for our vineyards are in bloom.
16My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
17Before the day breaks and shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.