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SON 01:01 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.
SON 01:02 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy
love [is] better than wine.
SON 01:03 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name
[is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love
thee.
SON 01:04 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.
SON 01:05 I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
SON 01:06 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.
SON 01:07 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?
SON 01:08 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.
SON 01:09 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of
horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
SON 01:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck
with chains [of gold].
SON 01:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of
silver.
SON 01:12 While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard
sendeth forth the smell thereof.
SON 01:13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he
shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
SON 01:14 My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in
the vineyards of Engedi.
SON 01:15 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art]
fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes.
SON 01:16 Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
also our bed [is] green.
SON 01:17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters
of fir.
SON 02:01 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the
valleys.
SON 02:02 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the
daughters.
SON 02:03 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so
[is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with
great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
SON 02:04 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner
over me [was] love.
SON 02:05 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I
[am] sick of love.
SON 02:06 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand
doth embrace me.
SON 02:07 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the
roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor
awake [my] love, till he please.
SON 02:08 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping
upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
SON 02:09 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he
standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows,
showing himself through the lattice.
SON 02:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love,
my fair one, and come away.
SON 02:11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and]
gone;
SON 02:12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the
singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard
in our land;
SON 02:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the
vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my
love, my fair one, and come away.
SON 02:14 O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in
the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance,
let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy
countenance [is] comely.
SON 02:15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the
vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
SON 02:16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth
among the lilies.
SON 02:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn,
my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the
mountains of Bether.
SON 03:01 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth:
I sought him, but I found him not.
SON 03:02 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.
SON 03:03 The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to
whom I said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
SON 03:04 [It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I
found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him
go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the
chamber of her that conceived me.
SON 03:05 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the
roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor
awake [my] love, till he please.
SON 03:06 Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like
pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all
powders of the merchant?
SON 03:07 Behold his bed, which [is] Solomon's; threescore
valiant men [are] about it, of the valiant of Israel.
SON 03:08 They all hold swords, [being] expert in war: every
man [hath] his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
SON 03:09 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of
Lebanon.
SON 03:10 He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom
thereof [of] gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst
thereof being paved [with] love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
SON 03:11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king
Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the
day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his
heart.
SON 04:01 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art]
fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as
a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
SON 04:02 Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even]
shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear
twins, and none [is] barren among them.
SON 04:03 Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy
speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a
pomegranate within thy locks.
SON 04:04 Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an
armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of
mighty men.
SON 04:05 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are
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