Song of Songs 1

The Bride’s Admiration for Her Lover

1 This the Song of Songs, the realest one Solomon ever wrote.

2 Kiss me with the kisses of your mouth, your love better than wine.

3 Your name smells sweet like poured perfume, no wonder the women chase you.

4 Take me with you, let us dip! The king brought me into his rooms. We rejoice in you, celebrate your love, it is sweeter than wine. No wonder they adore you.

The Bride’s Humility

5 I am dark but beautiful, like the tents of Kedar, like Solomon’s curtains.

6 Do not stare because I am dark, the sun tanned me. My brothers got mad, made me watch the vineyards, but my own vineyard I could not keep.

7 Tell me, my love, where you graze your flock, where you rest at noon. Why should I wander like a lost woman among your boys,

The Lover’s Praise of His Bride

8 If you do not know, most beautiful woman, follow the tracks of the flock and feed your goats near the shepherds’ tents.

9 Girl, you fine like a Pharaoh’s chariot horse.

10 Your cheeks shining with earrings, your neck with jewels.

11 We will make you gold jewelry with silver accents.

The Bride’s Delight in Her Lover

12 While the king chilling at his table, my perfume spreads its scent.

13 My love like a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.

14 He is like a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En-Gedi.

15 He says, “You beautiful, my girl, so beautiful. Your eyes like doves.”

16 She says, “You handsome, my man, charming too! Our bed lush and green.”

17 “The beams of our house are cedar, the rafters fir.”