Song of Solomon
Bible, King James Version
Song of Solomon
Cant.1
[
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] Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as
ointment 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 remember thy love more than wine: the
upright love thee.
[
5] I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of
Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
[
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.
[
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?
[
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 company of horses in
Pharaoh's chariots.
[
10] Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels,
thy neck with chains of gold.
[
11] We will make thee borders of gold
with studs of silver.
[
12] While the king sitteth at his table, my
spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
[
13] A bundle of myrrh is
my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my
breasts.
[
14] My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the
vineyards of En-gedi.
[
15] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold,
thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
[
16] Behold, thou art fair, my
beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
[
17] The beams of our
house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
Cant.2
[
1] I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the
valleys.
[
2] As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the
daughters.
[
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.
[
4] He brought me to the banqueting
house, and his banner over me was love.
[
5] Stay me with flagons,
comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
[
6] His left hand is
under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
[
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.
[
8] The voice of my
beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the
hills.
[
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.
[
10] My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up,
my love, my fair one, and come away.
[
11] For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
[
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;
[
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.
[
14] O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the
secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice;
for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
[
15] Take us
the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender
grapes.
[
16] My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the
lilies.
[
17] Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my
beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of
Bether.
Cant.3
[
1] By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I
sought him, but I found him not.
[
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 loveth:
I sought him, but I found him not.
[
3] The watchmen that go about the
city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
[
4] It
was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: 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 that conceived me.
[
5] 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.
[
6] Who is
this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with
myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
[
7] Behold
his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant
of Israel.
[
8] They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man
hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
[
9] King
Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
[
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.
[
11] Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king
Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his
espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Cant.4
[
1] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;
thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that
appear from mount Gilead.
[
2] Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that
are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins,
and none is barren among them.
[
3] Thy lips are like a thread of
scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate
within thy locks.
[
4] Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for
an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty
men.
[
5] Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which
feed among the lilies.
[
6] Until the day break, and the shadows flee
away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of
frankincense.
[
7] Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in
thee.
[
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.
[
9] Thou hast ravished my
heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes,
with one chain of thy neck.
[
10] How fair is thy love, my sister, my
spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments
than all spices!
[
11] Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb:
honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the
smell of Lebanon.
[
12] A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a
spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
[
13] Thy plants are an orchard of
pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
[
14]
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense;
myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
[
15] A fountain of
gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
[
16]
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices
thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant
fruits.
Cant.5
[
1] I am 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, yea, drink abundantly, O
beloved.
[
2] I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my
beloved that knocketh, 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.
[
3] I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have
washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
[
4] My beloved put in his
hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
[
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.
[
6] I opened
to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul
failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but
he gave me no answer.
[
7] The watchmen that went about the city found
me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil
from me.
[
8] I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my
beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
[
9] What is thy
beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy
beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
[
10]
My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
[
11]
His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a
raven.
[
12] His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters,
washed with milk, and fitly set.
[
13] His cheeks are as a bed of
spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling
myrrh.
[
14] His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly
is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
[
15] His legs are as
pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon,
excellent as the cedars.
[
16] His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is
altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of
Jerusalem.
Cant.6
[
1] Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among
women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with
thee.
[
2] My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of
spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
[
3] I am my
beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
[
4]
Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an
army with banners.
[
5] Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have
overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from
Gilead.
[
6] Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the
washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among
them.
[
7] As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy
locks.
[
8] There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and
virgins without number.
[
9] My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is
the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The
daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they
praised her.
[
10] Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair
as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with
banners?
[
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.
[
12] Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of
Amminadib.
[
13] Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we
may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of
two armies.
Cant.7
[
1] How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's
daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a
cunning workman.
[
2] Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth
not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with
lilies.
[
3] Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are
twins.
[
4] Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the
fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of
Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
[
5] Thine head upon thee is
like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the
galleries.
[
6] How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for
delights!
[
7] This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts
to clusters of grapes.
[
8] I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I
will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters
of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
[
9] And the roof
of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing
the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
[
10] I am my beloved's,
and his desire is toward me.
[
11] Come, my beloved, let us go forth
into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
[
12] Let us get up early
to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape
appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my
loves.
[
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 thee, O my
beloved.
Cant.8
[
1] O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the
breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I
should not be despised.
[
2] I would lead thee, and bring thee into my
mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced
wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
[
3] His left hand should be under
my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
[
4] I charge you, O
daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he
please.
[
5] Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning
upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother
brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.
[
6]
Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong
as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire,
which hath a most vehement flame.
[
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.
[
8] We have a little
sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when
she shall be spoken for?
[
9] If she be a wall, we will build upon her
a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of
cedar.
[
10] I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his
eyes as one that found favour.
[
11] Solomon had a vineyard at
Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit
thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
[
12] My vineyard,
which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those
that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
[
13] Thou that dwellest in
the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear
it.
[
14] Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a
young hart upon the mountains of spices.
