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song of songs

1The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s.

2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine, 3your anointing oils are fragrant, your name is perfume poured out; therefore the maidens love you. 4Draw me after you, let us make haste. The king has brought me into his chambers. We will exult and rejoice in you; we will extol your love more than wine; rightly do they love you. 5I am black and beautiful, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. 6Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has gazed on me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept!

7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture your flock, where you make it lie down at noon; for why should I be like one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions? 8If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow the tracks of the flock, and pasture your kids beside the shepherds’ tents. 9I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots. 10Your cheeks are comely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. 11We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with silver.

12While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance. 13My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh that lies between my breasts. 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi. 15Ah, you are beautiful, my love; ah, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves. 16Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly lovely. Our couch is green; 17the beams of our house are cedar, our rafters are pine.

2I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. 2As a lily among brambles, so is my love among maidens.

3As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among young men. With great delight I sat in his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. 4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his intention toward me was love. 5Sustain me with raisins, refresh me with apples; for I am faint with love. 6O that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand embraced me! 7I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the wild does: do not stir up or awaken love until it is ready!

8The voice of my beloved! Look, he comes, leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills. 9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, gazing in at the windows, looking through the lattice. 10My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; 11for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. 12The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. 13The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

14O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. 15Catch us the foxes, the little foxes, that ruin the vineyards— for our vineyards are in blossom.” 16My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies. 17Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on the cleft mountains.

3Upon my bed at night I sought him whom my soul loves; I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer. 2“I will rise now and go about the city, in the streets and in the squares; I will seek him whom my soul loves.” I sought him, but found him not. 3The sentinels found me, as they went about in the city. “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?” 4Scarcely had I passed them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go until I brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. 5I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the wild does: do not stir up or awaken love until it is ready!

6What is that coming up from the wilderness, like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the fragrant powders of the merchant?

7Look, it is the litter of Solomon! Around it are sixty mighty men of the mighty men of Israel, 8all equipped with swords and expert in war, each with his sword at his thigh because of alarms by night. 9King Solomon made himself a palanquin from the wood of Lebanon. 10He made its posts of silver, its back of gold, its seat of purple; its interior was inlaid with love. Daughters of Jerusalem, 11come out. Look, O daughters of Zion, at King Solomon, at the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, on the day of the gladness of his heart.

4How beautiful you are, my love, how very beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead. 2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them is bereaved. 3Your lips are like a crimson thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. 4Your neck is like the tower of David, built in courses; on it hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors. 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that feed among the lilies. 6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will hasten to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense. 7You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.

8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Depart from the peak of Amana, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards. 9You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride, you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. 10How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride! how much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice! 11Your lips distill nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue; the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon. 12A garden locked is my sister, my bride, a garden locked, a fountain sealed. 13Your channel is an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard,


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