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Song of Solomon 1

World English Bible British Edition · Berean Standard Bible

1:1
The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
This is Solomon’s Song of Songs (note: Most translators add subheadings for speaker identifications such as The Bride, The Groom, and The Friends based on the gender and number of the Hebrew words.).
1:2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth;
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
1:3
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance.
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
1:4
Take me away with you.
Take 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.
1:5
I am dark, but lovely,
I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
1:6
Don’t stare at me because I am dark,
Do 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.
1:7
Tell me, you whom my soul loves,
Tell 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?
1:8
If you don’t know, most beautiful amongst women,
If 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.
1:9
I have compared you, my love,
I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings,
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
We will make you earrings of gold,
We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.
While the king sat at his table,
While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh,
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Behold, you are beautiful, my love.
How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant;
How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
The beams of our house are cedars.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs.