11  The song of songs which is Solomon's .


 12  Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth for thy love

is better than wine .


 13  Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as

ointment poured forth therefore do the virgins love thee .


 14  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 .


 15  I am black but comely O ye daughters of Jerusalem as the

tents of Kedar as the curtains of Solomon .


 16  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 .


 17  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 .


 18  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 .


 19  I have compared thee O my love to a company of horses in

Pharaoh's chariots .


 110  Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels thy neck with

chains of gold .


 111  We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver .


 112  While the king sitteth at his table my spikenard sendeth

forth the smell thereof .


 113  A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me he shall lie

all night betwixt my breasts .


 114  My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the

vineyards of Engedi .


 115  Behold thou art fair my love behold thou art fair thou

hast doves' eyes .


 116  Behold thou art fair my beloved yea pleasant also our bed

is green .


 117  The beams of our house are cedar and our rafters of fir .


* 21  I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys .


 22  As the lily among thorns so is my love among the daughters .


 23  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 .


 24  He brought me to the banqueting house and his banner over

me was love .


 25  Stay me with flagons comfort me with apples for I am sick

of love .


 26  His left hand is under my head and his right hand doth

embrace me .


 27  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 .


 28  The voice of my beloved behold he cometh leaping upon the

mountains skipping upon the hills .


 29  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 .


 210  My beloved spake and said unto me Rise up my love my fair

one and come away .


 211  For lo the winter is past the rain is over and gone .


 212  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 .


 213  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 .


 214  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 .


 215  Take us the foxes the little foxes that spoil the vines

for our vines have tender grapes .


 216  My beloved is mine and I am his he feedeth among the

lilies .


 217  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 .


* 31  By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth I

sought him but I found him not .


 32  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 .


 33  The watchmen that go about the city found me to whom I said

Saw ye him whom my soul loveth .


 34  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 .


 35  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 .


 36  Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars

of smoke perfumed with myrrh and frankincense with all powders

of the merchant .


 37  Behold his bed which is Solomon's threescore valiant men

are about it of the valiant of Israel .


 38  They all hold swords being expert in war every man hath his

sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night .


 39  King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon .


 310  He made the pillars thereof of silver the bottom thereof

of gold the covering of it of purple the midst thereof being

paved with love for the daughters of Jerusalem .


 311  Go forth O ye daughters of Zion and behold king Solomon

with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of

his espousals and in the day of the gladness of his heart .


* 41  Behold thou art fair my love behold thou art fair thou

hast doves' eyes within thy locks thy hair is as a flock of

goats that appear from mount Gilead .


 42  Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn

which came up from the washing whereof every one bear twins and

none is barren among them .


 43  Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet and thy speech is

comely thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy

locks .


 44  Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury

whereon there hang a thousand bucklers all shields of mighty men

.


 45  Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins

which feed among the lilies .


 46  Until the day break and the shadows flee away I will get me

to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense .


 47  Thou art all fair my love there is no spot in thee .


 48  Come with me from Lebanon my spouse with me from Lebanon

look from the top of Amana from the top of Shenir and Hermon

from the lions' dens from the mountains of the leopards .


 49  Thou hast ravished my heart my sister my spouse thou hast

ravished my heart with one of thine eyes with one chain of thy

neck .


 410  How fair is thy love my sister my spouse how much better

is thy love than wine and the smell of thine ointments than all

spices .


 411  Thy lips O my spouse drop as the honeycomb honey and milk

are under thy tongue and the smell of thy garments is like the

smell of Lebanon .


 412  A garden enclosed is my sister my spouse a spring shut up

a fountain sealed .


 413  Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates with pleasant

fruits camphire with spikenard .


 414  Spikenard and saffron calamus and cinnamon with all trees

of frankincense myrrh and aloes with all the chief spices .


 415  A fountain of gardens a well of living waters and streams

from Lebanon .


 416  Awake O north wind and come thou south blow upon my garden

that the spices thereof may flow out Let my beloved come into

his garden and eat his pleasant fruits .


* 51  I am come into my garden my sister my spouse I have

gathered my myrrh with my spice I have eaten my honeycomb with

my honey I have drunk my wine with my milk eat O friends drink

yea drink abundantly O beloved .


 52  I sleep but my heart waketh it is the voice of my beloved

that knocketh saying Open to me my sister my love my dove my

undefiled for my head is filled with dew and my locks with the

drops of the night .


 53  I have put off my coat how shall I put it on I have washed

my feet how shall I defile them .


 54  My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door and my

bowels were moved for him .


 55  I rose up to open to my beloved and my hands dropped with

myrrh and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh upon the handles

of the lock .


 56  I opened to my beloved but my beloved had withdrawn himself

and was gone my soul failed when he spake I sought him but I

could not find him I called him but he gave me no answer .


 57  The watchmen that went about the city found me they smote

me they wounded me the keepers of the walls took away my veil

from me .


 58  I charge you O daughters of Jerusalem if ye find my beloved

that ye tell him that I am sick of love .


 59  What is thy beloved more than another beloved O thou

fairest among women what is thy beloved more than another

beloved that thou dost so charge us .


 510  My beloved is white and ruddy the chiefest among ten

thousand .


 511  His head is as the most fine gold his locks are bushy and

black as a raven .


 512  His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters

washed with milk and fitly set .


 513  His cheeks are as a bed of spices as sweet flowers his

lips like lilies dropping sweet smelling myrrh .


 514  His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl his belly

is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires .


 515  His legs are as pillars of marble set upon sockets of fine

gold his countenance is as Lebanon excellent as the cedars .


 516  His mouth is most sweet yea he is altogether lovely This

is my beloved and this is my friend O daughters of Jerusalem .


* 61  Whither is thy beloved gone O thou fairest among women

whither is thy beloved turned aside that we may seek him with

thee .


 62  My beloved is gone down into his garden to the beds of

spices to feed in the gardens and to gather lilies .


 63  I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine he feedeth among

the lilies .


 64  Thou art beautiful O my love as Tirzah comely as Jerusalem

terrible as an army with banners .


 65  Turn away thine eyes from me for they have overcome me thy

hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead .


 66  Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the

washing whereof every one beareth twins and there is not one

barren among them .


 67  As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy

locks .


 68  There are threescore queens and fourscore concubines and

virgins without number .


 69  My dove my undefiled is but one she is the only one of her

mother she is the choice one of her that bare her The daughters

saw her and blessed her yea the queens and the concubines and

they praised her .


 610  Who is she that looketh forth as the morning fair as the

moon clear as the sun and terrible as an army with banners .


 611  I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of

the valley and to see whether the vine flourished and the

pomegranates budded .


 612  Or ever I was aware my soul made me like the chariots of

Amminadib .


 613  Return return O Shulamite return return that we may look

upon thee What will ye see in the Shulamite As it were the

company of two armies .


* 71  How beautiful are thy feet with shoes O prince's daughter

the joints of thy thighs are like jewels the work of the hands

of a cunning workman .


 72  Thy navel is like a round goblet which wanteth not liquor

thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies .


 73  Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins .


 74  Thy neck is as a tower of ivory thine eyes like the

fishpools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim thy nose is as

the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus .


 75  Thine head upon thee is like Carmel and the hair of thine

head like purple the king is held in the galleries .


 76  How fair and how pleasant art thou O love for delights .


 77  This thy stature is like to a palm tree and thy breasts to

clusters of grapes .


 78  I said I will go up to the palm tree I will take hold of

the boughs thereof now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of

the vine and the smell of thy nose like apples .


 79  And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved

that goeth down sweetly causing the lips of those that are

asleep to speak .


 710  I am my beloved's and his desire is toward me .


 711  Come my beloved let us go forth into the field let us

lodge in the villages .


 712  Let us get up early to the vineyards let us see if the

vine flourish whether the tender grape appear and the

pomegranates bud forth there will I give thee my loves .


 713  The mandrakes give a smell and at our gates are all manner

of pleasant fruits new and old which I have laid up for thee O

my beloved .


* 81  O that thou wert as my brother that sucked the breasts of

my mother when I should find thee without I would kiss thee yea

I should not be despised .


 82  I would lead thee and bring thee into my mother's house who

would instruct me I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of

the juice of my pomegranate .


 83  His left hand should be under my head and his right hand

should embrace me .


 84  I charge you O daughters of Jerusalem that ye stir not up

nor awake my love until he please .


 85  Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness leaning upon

her beloved I raised thee up under the apple tree there thy

mother brought thee forth there she brought thee forth that bare

thee .


 86  Set me as a seal upon thine heart as a seal upon thine arm

for love is strong as death jealousy is cruel as the grave the

coals thereof are coals of fire which hath a most vehement flame

.


 87  Many waters cannot quench love neither can the floods drown

it if a man would give all the substance of his house for love

it would utterly be contemned .


 88  We have a little sister and she hath no breasts what shall

we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for .


 89  If she be a wall we will build upon her a palace of silver

and if she be a door we will enclose her with boards of cedar .


 810  I am a wall and my breasts like towers then was I in his

eyes as one that found favour .


 811  Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon he let out the

vineyard unto keepers every one for the fruit thereof was to

bring a thousand pieces of silver .


 812  My vineyard which is mine is before me thou O Solomon must

have a thousand and those that keep the fruit thereof two

hundred .


 813  Thou that dwellest in the gardens the companions hearken

to thy voice cause me to hear it .


 814  Make haste my beloved and be thou like to a roe or to a

young hart upon the mountains of spices .


 


 


~~~~~~