1:1 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine.
1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment 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 remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
1:5 I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
1:6 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.
1:7 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?
1:8 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.
1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold].
1:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
1:12 While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
1:13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
1:14 My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
1:15 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes.
1:16 Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green.
1:17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.
2:1 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
2:2 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
2:3 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.
2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
2:5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.
2:6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
2:7 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.
2:8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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 is heard in our land;
2:13 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.