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The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's
(1:1)
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine
(1:2)
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee
(1:3)
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
(1:4)
I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon
(1:5)
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
(1:6)
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?
(1:7)
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
(1:8)
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots
(1:9)
Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold]
(1:10)
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver
(1:11)
While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof
(1:12)
A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts
(1:13)
My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi
(1:14)
Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes
(1:15)
Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green
(1:16)
The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir
(1:17)
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