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| 1 |
The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's. |
| 2 |
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine. |
| 3 |
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. |
| 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. |
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I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
| 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. |
| 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? |
| 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. |
| 9 |
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. |
| 10 |
Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold]. |
| 11 |
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. |
| 12 |
While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. |
| 13 |
A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. |
| 14 |
My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. |
| 15 |
Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes. |
| 16 |
Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green. |
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The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir. |
