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| 1. | The Song of songs, which is Solomon`s. |
| 2. | Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine. |
| 3. | Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is as oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee. |
| 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 make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee. |
| 5. | I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon. |
| 6. | Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother`s sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; But mine own vineyard have I not kept. |
| 7. | Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest thy flock, Where thou makest it to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions? |
| 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. |
| 9. | I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh`s chariots. |
| 10. | Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, Thy neck with strings of jewels. |
| 11. | We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver. |
| 12. | While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance. |
| 13. | My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts. |
| 14. | My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi. |
| 15. | Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves. |
| 16. | Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green. |
| 17. | The beams of our house are cedars, And our rafters are firs. |