SON 01:01 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's. SON 01:02 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine. SON 01:03 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. SON 01:04 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee. SON 01:05 I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. SON 01:06 Look not upon me, because I [am] black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; [but] mine own vineyard have I not kept. SON 01:07 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest [thy flock] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? SON 01:08 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. SON 01:09 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. SON 01:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels] , thy neck with chains [ of gold] . SON 01:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. SON 01:12 While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. SON 01:13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. SON 01:14 My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. SON 01:15 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [ hast] doves' eyes. SON 01:16 Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green. SON 01:17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir. SON 02:01 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys. SON 02:02 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters. SON 02:03 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste. SON 02:04 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love. SON 02:05 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love. SON 02:06 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. SON 02:07 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please. SON 02:08 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. SON 02:09 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice. SON 02:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. SON 02:11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone; SON 02:12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; SON 02:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. SON 02:14 O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [ places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely. SON 02:15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [ have] tender grapes. SON 02:16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies. SON 02:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. SON 03:01 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. SON 03:02 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not. SON 03:03 The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to whom I said] , Saw ye him whom my soul loveth? SON 03:04 [It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. SON 03:05 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please. SON 03:06 Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?