SOL 1:1 The Song of Songs, which is
Solomon's.
SOL 1:2 "May he kiss me with the kisses of
his mouth! For your love is better than wine.
SOL 1:3 "Your oils have a pleasing fragrance,
Your name is like purified oil; Therefore the
maidens love you.
SOL 1:4 "Draw me after you and let us run
together! The king has brought me into his
chambers." "We will rejoice in you and be glad; We
will extol your love more than wine. Rightly do they
love you."
SOL 1:5 "I am black but lovely, O daughters
of Jerusalem, Like the tents of Kedar, Like the
curtains of Solomon.
SOL 1:6 "Do not stare at me because I am
swarthy, For the sun has burned me. My mother's sons
were angry with me; They made me caretaker of the
vineyards, But I have not taken care of my own
vineyard.
SOL 1:7 "Tell me, O you whom my soul loves,
Where do you pasture your flock, Where do you make
it lie down at noon? For why should I be like one
who veils herself Beside the flocks of your
companions?"
SOL 1:8 "If you yourself do not know, Most
beautiful among women, Go forth on the trail of the
flock, And pasture your young goats By the tents of
the shepherds.
SOL 1:9 "To me, my darling, you are like My
mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
SOL 1:10 "Your cheeks are lovely with
ornaments, Your neck with strings of beads."
SOL 1:11 "We will make for you ornaments of
gold With beads of silver."
SOL 1:12 "While the king was at his table, My
perfume gave forth its fragrance.
SOL 1:13 "My beloved is to me a pouch of
myrrh Which lies all night between my breasts.
SOL 1:14 "My beloved is to me a cluster of
henna blossoms In the vineyards of Engedi."
SOL 1:15 "How beautiful you are, my darling,
How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves."
SOL 1:16 "How handsome you are, my beloved,
And so pleasant! Indeed, our couch is luxuriant!
SOL 1:17 "The beams of our houses are cedars,
Our rafters, cypresses.
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SOL 2:1 "I am the rose of Sharon, The lily of
the valleys."
SOL 2:2 "Like a lily among the thorns, So is
my darling among the maidens."
SOL 2:3 "Like an apple tree among the trees
of the forest, So is my beloved among the young men.
In his shade I took great delight and sat down, And
his fruit was sweet to my taste.
SOL 2:4 "He has brought me to his banquet
hall, And his banner over me is love.
SOL 2:5 "Sustain me with raisin cakes,
Refresh me with apples, Because I am lovesick.
SOL 2:6 "Let his left hand be under my head
And his right hand embrace me."
SOL 2:7 "I adjure you, O daughters of
Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the
field, That you will not arouse or awaken my love,
Until she pleases."
SOL 2:8 "Listen! My beloved! Behold, he is
coming, Climbing on the mountains, Leaping on the
hills!
SOL 2:9 "My beloved is like a gazelle or a
young stag. Behold, he is standing behind our wall,
He is looking through the windows, He is peering
through the lattice.
SOL 2:10 "My beloved responded and said to
me, 'Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And come
along.
SOL 2:11 'For behold, the winter is past, The
rain is over and gone.
SOL 2:12 'The flowers have already appeared
in the land; The time has arrived for pruning the
vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been
heard in our land.
SOL 2:13 'The fig tree has ripened its figs,
And the vines in blossom have given forth their
fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And
come along!' "
SOL 2:14 "O my dove, in the clefts of the
rock, In the secret place of the steep pathway, Let
me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your
voice is sweet, And your form is lovely."
SOL 2:15 "Catch the foxes for us, The little
foxes that are ruining the vineyards, While our
vineyards are in blossom."
SOL 2:16 "My beloved is mine, and I am his;
He pastures his flock among the lilies.
SOL 2:17 "Until the cool of the day when the
shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be like a
gazelle Or a young stag on the mountains of Bether."
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SOL 3:1 "On my bed night after night I sought
him Whom my soul loves; I sought him but did not
find him.
SOL 3:2 'I must arise now and go about the
city; In the streets and in the squares I must seek
him whom my soul loves.' I sought him but did not
find him.
SOL 3:3 "The watchmen who make the rounds in
the city found me, And I said, 'Have you seen him
whom my soul loves?'
SOL 3:4 "Scarcely had I left them When I
found him whom my soul loves; I held on to him and
would not let him go, Until I had brought him to my
mother's house, And into the room of her who
conceived me."
SOL 3:5 "I adjure you, O daughters of
Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the
field, That you will not arouse or awaken my love,
Until she pleases."
SOL 3:6 "What is this coming up from the
wilderness Like columns of smoke, Perfumed with
myrrh and frankincense, With all scented powders of
the merchant?
SOL 3:7 "Behold, it is the traveling couch of
Solomon; Sixty mighty men around it, Of the mighty
men of Israel.
SOL 3:8 "All of them are wielders of the
sword, Expert in war; Each man has his sword at his
side, Guarding against the terrors of the night.
SOL 3:9 "King Solomon has made for himself a
sedan chair From the timber of Lebanon.
SOL 3:10 "He made its posts of silver, Its
back of gold And its seat of purple fabric, With its
interior lovingly fitted out By the daughters of
Jerusalem.
SOL 3:11 "Go forth, O daughters of Zion, And
gaze on King Solomon with the crown With which his
mother has crowned him On the day of his wedding,
And on the day of his gladness of heart."
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SOL 4:1 "How beautiful you are, my darling,
How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves
behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats
That have descended from Mount Gilead.
SOL 4:2 "Your teeth are like a flock of newly
shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing,
All of which bear twins, And not one among them has
lost her young.
SOL 4:3 "Your lips are like a scarlet thread,
And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a
slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil.
SOL 4:4 "Your neck is like the tower of David
Built with rows of stones, On which are hung a
thousand shields, All the round shields of the
mighty men.
SOL 4:5 "Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.
SOL 4:6 "Until the cool of the day When the
shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain
of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense.
SOL 4:7 "You are altogether beautiful, my
darling, And there is no blemish in you.
SOL 4:8 "Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from
the summit of Amana, From the summit of Senir and
Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains
of leopards.
SOL 4:9 "You have made my heart beat faster,
my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat
faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a
single strand of your necklace.
SOL 4:10 "How beautiful is your love, my
sister, my bride! How much better is your love than
wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds
of spices!
SOL 4:11 "Your lips, my bride, drip honey;
Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the
fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of
Lebanon.
SOL 4:12 "A garden locked is my sister, my
bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up.
SOL 4:13 "Your shoots are an orchard of
pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard
plants,
SOL 4:14 Nard and saffron, calamus and
cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh
and aloes, along with all the finest spices.
SOL 4:15 "You are a garden spring, A well of
fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon."
SOL 4:16 "Awake, O north wind, And come, wind
of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance,
Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come
into his garden And eat its choice fruits!"
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SOL 5:1 "I have come into my garden, my
sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh along
with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my
honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat,
friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers."
SOL 5:2 "I was asleep, but my heart was
awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: 'Open to
me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one!
For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the
damp of the night.'
SOL 5:3 "I have taken off my dress, How can I
put it on again? I have washed my feet, How can I
dirty them again?
SOL 5:4 "My beloved extended his hand through
the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him.
SOL 5:5 "I arose to open to my beloved; And
my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with
liquid myrrh, On the handles of the bolt.
SOL 5:6 "I opened to my beloved, But my
beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went
out to him as he spoke. I searched for him, but I
did not find him; I called him, but he did not
answer me.
SOL 5:7 "The watchmen who make the rounds in
the city found me, They struck me and wounded me;
The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from
me.
SOL 5:8 "I adjure you, O daughters of
Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, As to what you
will tell him: For I am lovesick."
SOL 5:9 "What kind of beloved is your
beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of
beloved is your beloved, That thus you adjure us?"
SOL 5:10 "My beloved is dazzling and ruddy,
Outstanding among ten thousand.
SOL 5:11 "His head is like gold, pure gold;
His locks are like clusters of dates, And black as a
raven.
SOL 5:12 "His eyes are like doves, Beside
streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in
their setting.
SOL 5:13 "His cheeks are like a bed of
balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are
lilies, Dripping with liquid myrrh.
SOL 5:14 "His hands are rods of gold Set with
beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with
sapphires.
SOL 5:15 "His legs are pillars of alabaster
Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is
like Lebanon, Choice as the cedars.
SOL 5:16 "His mouth is full of sweetness. And
he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this
is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem."
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SOL 6:1 "Where has your beloved gone, O most
beautiful among women? Where has your beloved
turned, That we may seek him with you?"
SOL 6:2 "My beloved has gone down to his
garden, To the beds of balsam, To pasture his flock
in the gardens And gather lilies.
SOL 6:3 "I am my beloved's and my beloved is
mine, He who pastures his flock among the lilies."
SOL 6:4 "You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my
darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an
army with banners.
SOL 6:5 "Turn your eyes away from me, For
they have confused me; Your hair is like a flock of
goats That have descended from Gilead.
SOL 6:6 "Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
Which have come up from their washing, All of which
bear twins, And not one among them has lost her
young.
SOL 6:7 "Your temples are like a slice of a
pomegranate Behind your veil.
SOL 6:8 "There are sixty queens and eighty
concubines, And maidens without number;
SOL 6:9 But my dove, my perfect one, is
unique: She is her mother's only daughter; She is
the pure child of the one who bore her. The maidens
saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the
concubines also, and they praised her, saying,
SOL 6:10 ' Who is this that grows like the
dawn, As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the
sun, As awesome as an army with banners?'
SOL 6:11 "I went down to the orchard of nut
trees To see the blossoms of the valley, To see
whether the vine had budded Or the pomegranates had
bloomed.
SOL 6:12 "Before I was aware, my soul set me
Over the chariots of my noble people."
SOL 6:13 "Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!" "Why
should you gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance
of the two companies?
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SOL 7:1 "How beautiful are your feet in
sandals, O prince's daughter! The curves of your
hips are like jewels, The work of the hands of an
artist.
SOL 7:2 "Your navel is like a round goblet
Which never lacks mixed wine; Your belly is like a
heap of wheat Fenced about with lilies.
SOL 7:3 "Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
SOL 7:4 "Your neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of
Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which faces toward Damascus.
SOL 7:5 "Your head crowns you like Carmel,
And the flowing locks of your head are like purple
threads; The king is captivated by your tresses.
SOL 7:6 "How beautiful and how delightful you
are, My love, with all your charms!
SOL 7:7 "Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its clusters.
SOL 7:8 "I said, 'I will climb the palm tree,
I will take hold of its fruit stalks.' Oh, may your
breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the
fragrance of your breath like apples,
SOL 7:9 And your mouth like the best wine! ""
It goes down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing gently
through the lips of those who fall asleep.
SOL 7:10 "I am my beloved's, And his desire
is for me.
SOL 7:11 "Come, my beloved, let us go out
into the country, Let us spend the night in the
villages.
SOL 7:12 "Let us rise early and go to the
vineyards; Let us see whether the vine has budded
And its blossoms have opened, And whether the
pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my
love.
SOL 7:13 "The mandrakes have given forth
fragrance; And over our doors are all choice fruits,
Both new and old, Which I have saved up for you, my
beloved.
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SOL 8:1 "Oh that you were like a brother to
me Who nursed at my mother's breasts. If I found you
outdoors, I would kiss you; No one would despise me,
either.
SOL 8:2 "I would lead you and bring you Into
the house of my mother, who used to instruct me; I
would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice
of my pomegranates.
SOL 8:3 "Let his left hand be under my head,
And his right hand embrace me."
SOL 8:4 "I want you to swear, O daughters of
Jerusalem, Do not arouse or awaken my love, Until
she pleases."
SOL 8:5 "Who is this coming up from the
wilderness, Leaning on her beloved?" "Beneath the
apple tree I awakened you; There your mother was in
labor with you, There she was in labor and gave you
birth.
SOL 8:6 "Put me like a seal over your heart,
Like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as
death, Jealousy is as severe as Sheol; Its flashes
are flashes of fire, The very flame of the Lord.
SOL 8:7 "Many waters cannot quench love, Nor
will rivers overflow it; If a man were to give all
the riches of his house for love, It would be
utterly despised."
SOL 8:8 "We have a little sister, And she has
no breasts; What shall we do for our sister On the
day when she is spoken for?
SOL 8:9 "If she is a wall, We shall build on
her a battlement of silver; But if she is a door, We
shall barricade her with planks of cedar."
SOL 8:10 "I was a wall, and my breasts were
like towers; Then I became in his eyes as one who
finds peace.
SOL 8:11 "Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;
He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers; Each one
was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its
fruit.
SOL 8:12 "My very own vineyard is at my
disposal; The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
And two hundred are for those who take care of its
fruit."
SOL 8:13 "O you who sit in the gardens, My
companions are listening for your voice - - Let me
hear it!"
SOL 8:14 "Hurry, my beloved, And be like a
gazelle or a young stag On the mountains of spices."
