001 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
002 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
003 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
004 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.
005 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
006 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.
007 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?
008 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.
009 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
010 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
011 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
012 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
013 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
014 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
015 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
016 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
017 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.