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: Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil 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 make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee. 5: I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon. 6: Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; [But] mine own vineyard have I not kept. 7: Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest [it] to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside 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 steed in Pharaoh's chariots. 10: Thy cheeks are comely with plaits [of hair], Thy neck with strings of jewels. 11: We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver. 12: While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance. 13: My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts. 14: My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi. 15: Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves. 16: Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green. 17: The beams of our house are cedars, [And] our rafters are firs.