The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.

The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love is better than wine.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

Because of the fragrance of your good ointments, your name is like ointment poured out; therefore, the maidens love you.

Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

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 love more than wine; the upright love you.

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.

I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.

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.

Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon. Why should I be like one who turns aside by the flocks of your companions?

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?

If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow the trail of the flock, and feed your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.

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.

I have compared you, my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

Your cheeks are lovely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.

Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.

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

While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth its fragrance.

While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.

A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of Engedi.

My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant. Also, our bed is green.

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

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

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