Song of Songs 1:1
The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.
Song of Songs 1:2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love [is] better than wine.
Song of Songs 1:3
Because of the savor of your good ointments, your name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore the virgins do love you.
Song of Songs 1:4
Draw me, we will run after you, the king has brought me into his chambers, we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine, the upright love you.
Song of Songs 1:5
I [am] dusky, but suitable, O you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Song of Songs 1:6
Do not look upon me, because I [am] dusky, because the sun has looked upon me, my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; [but] I have not kept my own vineyard.
Song of Songs 1:7
Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make [your flock] to rest at noon, for why should I be as one who turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
Song of Songs 1:8
If you do not know, O you fairest among women, go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds' tents.
Song of Songs 1:9
I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
Song of Songs 1:10
Your cheeks are beautiful with rows [of jewels], your neck with chains [of gold].
Song of Songs 1:11
We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.
Song of Songs 1:12
While the king [sits] at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell thereof.
Song of Songs 1:13
A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved to me; he will lie all night between my breasts.
Song of Songs 1:14
My beloved [is] to me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
Song of Songs 1:15
Behold, you [are] fair, my love; behold, you [are] fair; you [have] doves' eyes.
Song of Songs 1:16
Behold, you [are] fair, my beloved, indeed, pleasant, our bed also [is] green.
Song of Songs 1:17
The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.
Song of Songs 2:1
I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
Song of Songs 2:2
As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
Song of Songs 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.
Song of Songs 2:4
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
Song of Songs 2:5
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I [am] sick of love.
Song of Songs 2:6
His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
Song of Songs 2:7
I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you do not stir up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
Song of Songs 2:8
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Song of Songs 2:9
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart, behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
Song of Songs 2:10
My beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Song of Songs 2:11
For, look, the winter has past, the rain is over [and] gone;
Song of Songs 2:12
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] has come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
Song of Songs 2:13
The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Song of Songs 2:14
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see your countenance, let me hear your voice; for sweet [is] your voice, and your countenance [is] beautiful.
Song of Songs 2:15
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines, for our vines [have] tender grapes."
Song of Songs 2:16
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, he feeds among the lilies.
Song of Songs 2:17
Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
Song of Songs 3:1
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves, I sought him, but I did not find him.
Song of Songs 3:2
I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways, I will seek him whom my soul loves, I sought him, but I did not find him.
Song of Songs 3:3
The watchmen who goes about the city found me, [to whom I said], "Did you see him whom my soul loves?"
Song of Songs 3:4
[It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loves, I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her who conceived me.
Song of Songs 3:5
I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you do not stir up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
Song of Songs 3:6
Who [is] this who comes out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
Song of Songs 3:7
Behold his bed, which [is] Solomon's; sixty valiant men [are] about it, of the valiant of Israel.
Song of Songs 3:8
They all hold swords, [being] expert in war, every man [has] his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
Song of Songs 3:9
King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
Song of Songs 3:10
He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom thereof [of] gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst thereof being paved [with] love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
Song of Songs 3:11
Go forth, O you daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown whereby his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Song of Songs 4:1
Behold, you [are] fair, my love; behold, you [are] fair; you [have] doves' eyes within your locks, your hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from Mount Gilead.
Song of Songs 4:2
Your teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof everyone bears twins, and none [are] barren among them.
Song of Songs 4:3
Your lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and your speech [is] beautiful, your temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.
Song of Songs 4:4
Your neck [is] like the tower of David built for an armory, whereon there hangs a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
Song of Songs 4:5
Your two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
Song of Songs 4:6
Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, I will get myself to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Song of Songs 4:7
You [are] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in you.
Song of Songs 4:8
Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon, look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Song of Songs 4:9
You have ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
Song of Songs 4:10
How fair is your love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is your love than wine! And the smell of your ointments than all spices!
Song of Songs 4:11
Your lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb, honey and milk [are] under your tongue; and the smell of your garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.
Song of Songs 4:12
A garden enclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Song of Songs 4:13
Your plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
Song of Songs 4:14
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
Song of Songs 4:15
A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
Song of Songs 4:16
Awake, O north wind; and come, you south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
Song of Songs 5:1
I have come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse, I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk, eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
Song of Songs 5:2
I sleep, but my heart wakes, [it is] the voice of my beloved who knocks, [saying], "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled, for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night."
Song of Songs 5:3
I have put off my coat; how will I put it on? I have washed my feet; how will I defile them?
Song of Songs 5:4
My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him.
Song of Songs 5:5
I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
Song of Songs 5:6
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone, my soul failed when he spoke, I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
Song of Songs 5:7
The watchmen who went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Song of Songs 5:8
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
Song of Songs 5:9
What [is] your beloved more than [another] beloved, O you fairest among women? What [is] your beloved more than [another] beloved, that you do so charge us?
Song of Songs 5:10
My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the outstanding among ten thousand.
Song of Songs 5:11
His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
Song of Songs 5:12
His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
Song of Songs 5:13
His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers, his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
Song of Songs 5:14
His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl, his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
Song of Songs 5:15
His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold, his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Song of Songs 5:16
His mouth [is] most sweet, indeed, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Song of Songs 6:1
Where has your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned aside? That we may seek him with you.
Song of Songs 6:2
My beloved has gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Song of Songs 6:3
I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine, he feeds among the lilies.
Song of Songs 6:4
You [are] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.
Song of Songs 6:5
Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me, your hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Song of Songs 6:6
Your teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof everyone bears twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.
Song of Songs 6:7
Your temples [are] as a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.
Song of Songs 6:8
There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and virgins without number.
Song of Songs 6:9
My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [indeed], the queens and the servant-wives, and they praised her.
Song of Songs 6:10
Who [is] she [who] looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?
Song of Songs 6:11
I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded.
Song of Songs 6:12
Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib.
Song of Songs 6:13
Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon you. What you will see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
Song of Songs 7:1
How beautiful are your feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! The joints of your thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Song of Songs 7:2
Your navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] does not want liquor, your belly [is like] a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Song of Songs 7:3
Your two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.
Song of Songs 7:4
Your neck [is] as a tower of ivory; your eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim, your nose [is] as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Song of Songs 7:5
Your head upon you [is] like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.
Song of Songs 7:6
How fair and how pleasant are you, O love, for delights!
Song of Songs 7:7
This, your stature, is like a palm tree, and your breasts to clusters [of grapes].
Song of Songs 7:8
I said, "I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof, now also your breasts will be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose like apples;
Song of Songs 7:9
And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those who are asleep to speak.
Song of Songs 7:10
I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.
Song of Songs 7:11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Song of Songs 7:12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourishes, [whether] the tender grape appears, [and] the pomegranates bud forth, there I will give you my affections.
Song of Songs 7:13
The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
Song of Songs 8:1
O that you [were] as my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! [When] I should find you outside, I would kiss you; indeed, I should not be despised.
Song of Songs 8:2
I would lead you, [and] bring you into my mother's house, [who] would instruct me, I would cause you to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
Song of Songs 8:3
His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Song of Songs 8:4
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you do not stir up, nor awaken [my] love, until he please.
Song of Songs 8:5
Who [is] this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree, there your mother brought you forth, there she [who] bore you brought you forth.
Song of Songs 8:6
Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love [is] strong as death; jealousy [is] cruel as the grave, the coals thereof [are] coals of fire, [which has a] most vehement flame.
Song of Songs 8:7
Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it, if [a] man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Song of Songs 8:8
We have a little sister, and she has no breasts, what will we do for our sister in the day when she will be spoken for?
Song of Songs 8:9
If she [is] a wall, we will build a palace of silver upon her, and if she [is] a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Song of Songs 8:10
I [am] a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes as one who found favor.
Song of Songs 8:11
Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; everyone for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand [pieces] of silver.
Song of Songs 8:12
My vineyard, which [is] mine, [is] before me, you, O Solomon, [must have] a thousand, and those who keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Song of Songs 8:13
You who dwell in the gardens, the companions hear your voice, cause me to hear [it].
Song of Songs 8:14
Make haste, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.