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[1] THE song of songs, which is Solomon's, the son of David king of Israel
[2] Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
[3] Because of the fragrance of your good ointments your name is like ointment of myrrh, therefore do the virgins love you.
[4] Draw me after you, let us run; the king has brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine, and your affections more than the upright.
[5] I have dark skin, but I am comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
[6] Do not look at me because I have dark skin, because the sun has tanned me; my mother's sons contended with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but my own vineyard I have not kept
[7] Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where did I feed, where did I make my flock to rest at noon? Lest I become like a sheep which has gone astray from your flocks.
[8] If you do not know, O you most beautiful among women, come, follow in the footprints of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds' tents.
[9] I have compared you, O my beloved, to a mare in Pharaoh's chariot.
[10] Your cheeks are comely with braided hair, and your neck with necklaces.
[11] We will make for you golden chains with studs of silver
[12] While you are seated with the king upon his cushion, spikenard sends forth its fragrance.
[13] A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
[14] My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in a vineyard of Engad.
[15] Behold, you are beautiful, O my beloved; behold, you are fair; you have dove's eyes.
[16] Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our bed is spacious.
[17] The beams of our house are of cedar, and our rafters of cypress
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