| 1:2 |
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:; For thy love is better than wine. |
| 1:3 |
Thine ointmentsoils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is as ointmentoil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee. |
| 1:4 |
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. |
| 1:5 |
I am black, but comely, OOh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon. |
| 1:6 |
Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mothers sons were incensed against me,; They made me keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept. |
| 1:15 |
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold,Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves. |
| 2:5 |
Stay ye me with raisins, comfortrefresh me with apples:; For I am sick offrom love. |
| 2:7 |
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, andor by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awakenawake my love, untilUntil ithe please. |
| 2:8 |
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, skippingSkipping upon the hills. |
| 2:9 |
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall,; He looketh in at the windows,; He shewethglanceth himself through the lattice. |
| 2:11 |
For, lo, the winter is past,; The rain is over and gone; |
| 2:12 |
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle dove is heard in our land; |
| 2:13 |
The fig tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom,; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. |
| 2:14 |
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, inIn the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, letLet me hear thy voice:; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. |
| 2:15 |
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, thatThat spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom. |
| 3:2 |
I said, 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. |
| 3:3 |
The watchmen that go about the city found me:; To whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth? |
| 3:5 |
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, andor by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awakenawake my love, Until ithe please. |
| 3:6 |
Who is this that cometh up outfrom of the wilderness likeLike pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant? |
| 3:11 |
Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon, With the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him inIn the day of his espousals, And in the day of the gladness of his heart. |
| 4:1 |
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil:. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead. |
| 4:2 |
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn, Which are come up from the washing;, Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them. |
| 4:3 |
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely:. Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil. |
| 4:4 |
Thy neck is like the tower of David buildedBuilded for an armouryarmory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men. |
| 4:5 |
Thy two breasts are like two fawns thatThat are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies. |
| 4:10 |
How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the smellfragrance of thine ointmentsoils than all manner of spices! |
| 5:2 |
I was asleep, but my heart waked: 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, My locks with the drops of the night. |
| 5:3 |
I have put off my coatgarment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? |
| 5:8 |
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, ifIf ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick offrom love. |
| 5:11 |
His head is as the most fine gold,; His locks are bushy, and black as a raven. |
| 5:12 |
His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks;, Washed with milk, and fitly set. |
| 5:13 |
His cheeks are as a bed of spices, asAs banks of sweet herbs: His lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh. |
| 5:16 |
His mouth is most sweet:; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. |
| 6:2 |
My beloved is gone down to his garden, toTo the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. |
| 6:4 |
Thou art beautifulfair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners. |
| 6:12 |
OrBefore ever I was aware, my soul set me Among the chariots of my princely people. |
| 7:1 |
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O princes daughter! TheThy jointsrounded of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a cunningskilful workman. |
| 7:2 |
Thy navelbody is like a round goblet, Wherein no mingled wine is wanting: Thy bellywaist is like ana heap of wheat Set about with lilies. |
| 7:4 |
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon, byBy the gate of Bath rabbim; Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus. |
| 7:5 |
ThineThy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thinethy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof. |
| 7:7 |
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, And thy breasts to its clusters of grapes. |
| 7:8 |
I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples;, |
| 7:10 |
I am my beloveds,; And his desire is toward me. |
| 7:12 |
Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, andAnd its blossom beis open, And the pomegranates beare in flower: There will I give thee my love. |
| 7:13 |
The mandrakes give forth fragrance,; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved. |
| 8:4 |
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awakenawake my love, Until ithe please. |
| 8:6 |
Set me as a seal upon thinethy heart, asAs a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as theSheol; grave: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, A very flame of the LordJehovah. |
| 8:7 |
Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can the floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, He would utterly be contemned. |
| 8:9 |
If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver: And if she be a door, We will encloseinclose her with boards of cedar. |
| 8:10 |
I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof: Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace. |