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| 1:1 | The Song of Songs, that `is' Solomon's. |
| 1:2 | Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better `are' thy loves than wine. |
| 1:3 | For fragrance `are' thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee! |
| 1:4 | Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee! |
| 1:5 | Dark `am' I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon. |
| 1:6 | Fear me not, because I `am' very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard -- my own -- I have not kept. |
| 1:7 | Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions? |
| 1:8 | If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings! |
| 1:9 | To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend, |
| 1:10 | Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains. |
| 1:11 | Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver! |
| 1:12 | While the king `is' in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance. |
| 1:13 | A bundle of myrrh `is' my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth. |
| 1:14 | A cluster of cypress `is' my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi! |
| 1:15 | Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves! |
| 1:16 | Lo, thou `art' fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch `is' green, |
| 1:17 | The beams of our houses `are' cedars, Our rafters `are' firs, I `am' a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys! |
| 1:1 | The song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
| 1:2 | Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. |
| 1:3 | Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. |
| 1:4 | 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. |
| 1:5 | I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
| 1:6 | 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. |
| 1:7 | 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? |
| 1:8 | 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. |
| 1:9 | I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. |
| 1:10 | Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. |
| 1:11 | We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. |
| 1:12 | While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. |
| 1:13 | A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. |
| 1:14 | My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. |
| 1:15 | Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. |
| 1:16 | Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. |
| 1:17 | The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir. |
| 1:1 | The song of songs which is Solomon's. |
| 1:2 | Let Him kiss me with the kisses of His mouth; for Your loves are better than wine. |
| 1:3 | For Your ointments have a lovely fragrance; Your name is as ointment poured out; on account of this the virgins love You. |
| 1:4 | Draw me; we will run after You. The King has brought me into His chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in You; we will remember Your loves more than wine; the upright love You. |
| 1:5 | I am black, but comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. |
| 1:6 | Do not look at me, that I am black, that the sun has looked on me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but my own vineyard I have not kept. |
| 1:7 | Tell me, You whom my soul loves, where do You feed; where do You lie down at noon? For why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of Your companions? |
| 1:8 | If you yourself do not know, most beautiful among women, go in the footsteps of the flock. And feed your kids beside the tents of the shepherds. |
| 1:9 | O My love, I have compared you to My mares in Pharaoh's chariots. |
| 1:10 | Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with chains of beads . |
| 1:11 | We will make you ornaments of gold with studs of silver. |
| 1:12 | While the King is in His circle, my spikenard gives its fragrance. |
| 1:13 | A bundle of myrrh is my Beloved to me. He shall lie between my breasts. |
| 1:14 | My Beloved is to me like a cluster of henna in the vineyards of Engedi. |
| 1:15 | Behold, you are beautiful, My love. Behold, you are beautiful; your eyes as doves'. |
| 1:16 | Behold, you are beautiful, my Beloved; yea, pleasant. Also our couch is green. |
| 1:17 | The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are of firs. |
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