Song of Songs

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1:1	The songSong of songs, which is Solomons.
1:2	Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: forFor thy love is better than wine.
1:3	BecauseThine ofointments thehave savoura ofgoodly thyfragrance; goodThy ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth,; thereforeTherefore do the virgins love thee.
1:4	Draw me,; we will run after thee: theThe king hath brought me into his chambers: weWe will be glad and rejoice in thee, weWe will remembermake mention of thy love more than of wine: theRightly uprightdo they love thee.
1:5	I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, asAs the tents of Kedar, asAs the curtains of Solomon.
1:6	Look not upon me, because I am blackswarthy, becauseBecause the sun hath lookedscorched upon me:. myMy mothers childrensons were angryincensed withagainst me;, theyThey made me the keeper of the vineyards; butBut mine own vineyard have I not kept.
1:7	Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, whereWhere thou feedest thy flock, whereWhere thou makest thyit flock to rest at noon: forFor why should I be as one that turnethis asideveiled byBeside the flocks of thy companions?
1:8	If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, goGo thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, andAnd feed thy kids beside the shepherds tents.
1:9	I have compared thee, O my love, toTo a companysteed of horses in Pharaohs chariots.
1:10	Thy cheeks are comely with rowsplaits of jewelshair, thyThy neck with chainsstrings of goldjewels.
1:11	We will make thee bordersplaits of gold withWith studs of silver.
1:12	While the king sittethsat at his table, myMy spikenard sendethsent forth theits smell thereoffragrance.
1:13	AMy bundlebeloved of myrrh is myunto wellme belovedas untoa me;bundle heof shallmyrrh, lieThat alllieth night betwixt my breasts.
1:14	My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphirehenna inflowers In the vineyards of EngediEn gedi.
1:15	Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thouThine hasteyes are as doves eyes.
1:16	Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: alsoAlso our bedcouch is green.
1:17	The beams of our house are cedarcedars, andAnd our rafters ofare firfirs.
2:1	I am thea rose of Sharon, andA the lily of the valleys.
2:2	As thea lily among thorns, soSo is my love among the daughters.
2:3	As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, soSo is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, andAnd his fruit was sweet to my taste.
2:4	He brought me to the banqueting house, andAnd his banner over me was love.
2:5	Stay ye me with flagonsraisins, comfort me with apples: forFor I am sick of love.
2:6	His left hand is under my head, andAnd his right hand doth embrace me.
2:7	I chargeadjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, byBy the roes, and by the hinds of the field, thatThat ye stir not up, nor awakeawaken my love, tilluntil heit please.
2:8	The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, leapingLeaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
2:9	My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: beholdBehold, he standeth behind our wall, heHe looketh forthin at the windows, shewingHe sheweth himself through the lattice.
2:11	For, lo, the winter is past, theThe rain is over and gone;
2:12	The flowers appear on the earth; theThe time of the singing of birds is come, andAnd the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
2:13	The fig tree puttethripeneth forth her green figs, andAnd the vines withare thein tenderblossom, grapeThey give aforth goodtheir smellfragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
2:14	O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secretcovert places of the stairssteep place, letLet me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice;: forFor sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
2:15	Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines:vineyards; forFor our vinesvineyards haveare tenderin grapesblossom.
2:16	My beloved is mine, and I am his: heHe feedeth his flock among the lilies.
2:17	Until the day breakbe cool, and the shadows flee away, turnTurn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart uponUpon the mountains of Bether.
3:2	I said, I will rise now, and go about the city, inIn the streets, and in the broad ways, I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3:3	The watchmen that go about the city found me: toTo whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
3:4	It was but a little that I passed from them, butWhen I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, untilUntil I had brought him into my mothers house, andAnd into the chamber of her that conceived me.
3:5	I chargeadjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, byBy the roes, and by the hinds of the field, thatThat ye stir not up, nor awakeawaken my love, tillUntil heit please.
3:6	Who is this that cometh up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumedPerfumed with myrrh and frankincense, withWith all powders of the merchant?
3:7	Behold his bed, whichit is Solomonsthe litter of Solomon; threescoreThreescore valiantmighty men are about it, ofOf the valiantmighty men of Israel.
3:8	They all holdhandle swordsthe sword, beingand are expert in war: everyEvery man hath his sword upon his thigh, becauseBecause of fear in the night.
3:9	King Solomon made himself a chariotpalanquin ofOf the wood of Lebanon.
3:10	He made the pillars thereof of silver, theThe bottom thereof of gold, the coveringseat of it of purple, theThe midst thereof being paved with love, forFrom the daughters of Jerusalem.
3:11	Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon, withWith the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him in the day of his espousals, andAnd in the day of the gladness of his heart.
4:1	Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thouThine hasteyes are as doves eyesbehind within thy locksveil: thyThy hair is as a flock of goats, thatThat appearlie fromalong the side of mount Gilead.
4:2	Thy teeth are like a flock of sheepewes that are evennewly shorn, whichWhich cameare come up from the washing; whereofWhereof every one bearhath twins, andAnd none is barrenbereaved among them.
4:3	Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, andAnd thy speechmouth is comely: thyThy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate withinBehind thy locksveil.
4:4	Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereonWhereon there hang a thousand bucklers, allAll the shields of the mighty men.
4:5	Thy two breasts are like two youngfawns roes that are twins of a roe, whichWhich feed among the lilies.
4:6	Until the day breakbe cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, andAnd to the hill of frankincense.
4:7	Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.
4:8	Come with me from Lebanon, my spousebride, withWith me from Lebanon: lookLook from the top of Amana, fromFrom the top of ShenirSenir and Hermon, fromFrom the lions dens, fromFrom the mountains of the leopards.
4:9	Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spousebride; thouThou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, withWith one chain of thy neck.
4:10	How fair is thy love, my sister, my spousebride! howHow much better is thy love than wine! andAnd the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices!
4:11	Thy lips, O my spousebride, drop as the honeycomb: honeyHoney and milk are under thy tongue; andAnd the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
4:12	A garden inclosedshut up is my sister, my spousebride; aA spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
4:13	Thy plantsshoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasantprecious fruits; camphire,Henna with spikenard plants,
4:14	Spikenard and saffron;, calamusCalamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrhMyrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:.
4:15	AThou art a fountain of gardens, aA well of living waters, andAnd flowing streams from Lebanon.
4:16	Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blowBlow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, andAnd eat his pleasantprecious fruits.
5:1	I am come into my garden, my sister, my spousebride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk:. eatEat, O friends; drinkDrink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
5:2	I sleepwas asleep, but my heart wakethwaked: itIt is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: forFor my head is filled with dew, andMy my locks with the drops of the night.
5:4	My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, andAnd my bowelsheart werewas moved for him.
5:5	I rose up to open to my beloved; andAnd my hands dropped with myrrh, andAnd my fingers with sweetliquid smelling myrrh, uponUpon the handles of the lockbolt.
5:6	I opened to my beloved; butBut my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone:. myMy soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
5:7	The watchmen that wentgo about the city found me, theyThey smote me, they wounded me; theThe keepers of the walls took away my veilmantle from me.
5:8	I chargeadjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, thatThat ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
5:9	What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? whatWhat is thy beloved more than another beloved, thatThat thou dost so chargeadjure us?
5:10	My beloved is white and ruddy, theThe chiefest among ten thousand.
5:11	His head is as the most fine gold, hisHis locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
5:12	His eyes are aslike the eyes of doves bybeside the riverswater ofbrooks; waters,Washed washed with milk, and fitly set.
5:13	His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as banks of sweet flowersherbs: hisHis lips likeare as lilies, dropping sweetliquid smelling myrrh.
5:14	His hands are as rings of gold rings set with the beryl: hisHis bellybody is as bright ivory work overlaid with sapphires.
5:15	His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: hisHis countenanceaspect is aslike Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
5:16	His mouth is most sweet: yeaYea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
6:1	Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whitherWhither ishath thy beloved turned aside?him, thatThat we may seek him with thee.?
6:2	My beloved is gone down intoto his garden, to the beds of spices, toTo feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
6:3	I am my beloveds, and my beloved is mine: heHe feedeth his flock among the lilies.
6:4	Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comelyComely as Jerusalem, terribleTerrible as an army with banners.
6:5	Turn away thine eyes from me, forFor they have overcome me:. thyThy hair is as a flock of goats, thatThat appearlie fromalong the side of Gilead.
6:6	Thy teeth are aslike a flock of sheepewes, whichWhich goare come up from the washing,; whereofWhereof every one bearethhath twins, andAnd therenone is notbereaved one barren among them.
6:7	AsThy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate areBehind thy temples within thy locksveil.
6:8	There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, andAnd virgins without number.
6:9	My dove, my undefiled, is but one; sheShe is the only one of her mother,; sheShe is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessedcalled her blessed; yeaYea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
6:10	Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fairFair as the moon, clearClear as the sun, andTerrible terrible as an army with banners?
6:11	I went down into the garden of nuts, toTo see the fruitsgreen plants of the valley, andTo to see whether the vine flourishedbudded, andAnd the pomegranates buddedwere in flower.
6:12	Or ever I was aware, my soul madeset me likeAmong the chariots of Amminadibmy princely people.
6:13	Return, return, O ShulamiteShulammite; returnReturn, return, that we may look upon thee. WhatWhy will ye seelook inupon the Shulamite?Shulammite, As itupon were the companydance of two armies.Mahanaim?
7:1	How beautiful are thy feet within shoessandals, O princes daughter! theThe joints of thy thighs are like jewels, theThe work of the hands of a cunning workman.
7:2	Thy navel is like a round goblet, whichWherein wantethno notmingled liquorwine is wanting: thyThy belly is like an heap of wheat setSet about with lilies.
7:3	Thy two breasts are like two youngfawns roesThat that are twins of a roe.
7:4	Thy neck is aslike athe tower of ivory; thineThine eyes likeas the fishpoolspools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim:Bath thyrabbim; Thy nose is aslike the tower of Lebanon whichWhich looketh toward Damascus.
7:5	Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, andAnd the hair of thine head like purple; theThe king is held captive in the galleriestresses thereof.
7:7	This thy stature is like to a palm tree, andAnd thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:8	I said, I will goclimb up tointo the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughsbranches thereof: nowLet also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, andAnd the smell of thy nosebreath like apples;
7:9	And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, thatGliding goeththrough down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
7:10	I am my beloveds, andAnd his desire is toward me.
7:11	Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; letLet us lodge in the villages.
7:12	Let us get up early to the vineyards; letLet us see ifwhether the vine flourishhath budded, whetherand theits tenderblossom grapebe appearopen, andAnd the pomegranates budbe forthin flower: thereThere will I give thee my loveslove.
7:13	The mandrakes give aforth smellfragrance, andAnd at our gatesdoors are all manner of pleasantprecious fruits, new and old, whichWhich I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
8:1	OOh that thou wert as my brother, thatThat sucked the breasts of my mother! whenWhen I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yeaYea, Iand shouldnone notwould bedespise despisedme.
8:2	I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mothers house, whoWho would instruct me:; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, ofOf the juice of my pomegranate.
8:3	His left hand should be under my head, andAnd his right hand should embrace me.
8:4	I chargeadjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, thatThat ye stir not up, nor awakeawaken my love, untilUntil heit please.
8:5	Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaningLeaning upon her beloved? IUnder raisedthe theeapple uptree underI theawakened apple treethee: thereThere thy mother broughtwas in travail with thee, forth:There therewas she broughtin theetravail forth that barebrought thee forth.
8:6	Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: forFor love is strong as death; jealousyJealousy is cruel as the grave: theThe coalsflashes thereof are coalsflashes of fire, whichA hathvery aflame mostof vehementthe flameLord.
8:7	Many waters cannot quench love, neitherNeither can the floods drown it: ifIf a man would give all the substance of his house for love, itHe would utterly be contemned.
8:8	We have a little sister, andAnd she hath no breasts: whatWhat shall we do for our sister inIn the day when she shall be spoken for?
8:9	If she be a wall, weWe will build upon her a palaceturret of silver: andAnd if she be a door, weWe will incloseenclose her with boards of cedar.
8:10	I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof: thenThen was I in his eyes as one that found favourpeace.
8:11	Solomon had a vineyard at BaalhamonBaal hamon; heHe let out the vineyard unto keepers; everyEvery one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
8:12	My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thouThou, O Solomon, mustshalt have athe thousand, andAnd those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
8:13	Thou that dwellest in the gardens, theThe companions hearken tofor thy voice: causeCause me to hear it.
8:14	Make haste, my beloved, andAnd be thou like to a roe or to a young hart uponUpon the mountains of spices.