NETtext - Song of Solomon - 1

1:1  Solomon's Most Excellent Love Song.

1:2  The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately! For your lovemaking is more delightful than wine.

1:3  The fragrance of your colognes is delightful; your name is like the finest perfume. No wonder the young women adore you!

1:4  Draw me after you; let us hurry! May the king bring me into his bedroom chambers! The Maidens to the Lover: We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. The Beloved to Her Lover: How rightly the young women adore you!

1:5  The Beloved to the Maidens: I am dark but lovely, O maidens of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Qedar, lovely like the tent curtains of Salmah.

1:6  Do not stare at me because I am dark, for the sun has burned my skin. My brothers were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards. Alas, my own vineyard I could not keep!

1:7  The Beloved to Her Lover: Tell me, O you whom my heart loves, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest your sheep during the midday heat? Tell me lest I wander around beside the flocks of your companions!

1:8  The Lover to His Beloved: If you do not know, O most beautiful of women, simply follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds.

1:9  The Lover to His Beloved: O my beloved, you are like a mare among Pharaoh's stallions.

1:10  Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments; your neck is lovely with strings of jewels.

1:11  We will make for you gold ornaments studded with silver.

1:12  The Beloved about Her Lover: While the king was at his banqueting table, my nard gave forth its fragrance.

1:13  My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh spending the night between my breasts.

1:14  My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-Gedi.

1:15  The Lover to His Beloved: Oh, how beautiful you are, my beloved! Oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves!

1:16  The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how handsome you are, my lover! Oh, how delightful you are! The lush foliage is our canopied bed;

1:17  the cedars are the beams of our bedroom chamber; the pines are the rafters of our bedroom.