The Song of Solomon

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Chapter One

Introduction

1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s. 1

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Woman

2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love 2 is better than wine. 3 Your ointments have a good fragrance; your name is as ointment poured forth; therefore the maidens do love you. 4 Draw me, and we will run after you; the king has brought me into his chambers.

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Friends

We will be glad and rejoice in you; we will find your love 3 more fragrant than wine!

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Woman

They do sincerely love you. 5 O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but lovely, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. 6 Do not look upon me, that I am dark skinned, that the sun has tanned me; my mother’s sons were enraged against me, they made me keeper of the vineyards; but I have not kept my own vineyard.

7 O you, whom my soul loves: tell me where you feed, and where you make your flock to rest at noon; for why should I be as one that veils herself beside the flocks of your companions?

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Man

8 If you do not know, O fairest among women, then go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids, beside the shepherd’s tents. 9 O my love, I have compared you to a mare in Pharaoh’s chariots. 10 Your cheeks are attractive with circlets, and your neck is attractive with beads.

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Friends

11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with silver.

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Woman

12 While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance. 13 My beloved is to me as a bag of myrrh that lies between my breasts; 14 my beloved is to me as a cluster of henna in the vineyards of En-gedi.

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Man

15 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; your eyes are as doves.

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Woman

16 Behold, you are fair, my beloved; yes, pleasant. Our couch is green, 4 1:17 the beams of our houses are cedars, and our panels are cypresses.

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Chapter Two

Woman

1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

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Man

2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the maidens.

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Woman

3 As an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. Under its shadow I delighted to sit, and its fruit was sweet to my taste. 4 He has brought me to the banquet house, and his banner over me is love. 5 Sustain me with raisins, and refresh me with apples; for I am love sick. 6 Let his left hand be under my head, and let his right hand embrace me. 7 O daughters of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles, and by the does of the field, 5 that you will not awaken love, nor stir it up, until it please.

8 Listen, my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. 9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag; behold, he stands behind our wall, 6 he looks in through the windows, and he peers through the lattice. 10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, “Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away; 11 for behold, the winter is past, and the rain is over and gone; 12 the flowers appear on the earth, the time for singing has come, and the voice of the dove is heard in our land. 13 The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the blossoming vines give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.”

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Man

14 O my dove, you are in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff; let me see your countenance, and let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is lovely.

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Friends

15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.

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Woman

16 My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feeds among the lilies. 17 Until the day begins, and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

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Chapter Three

Woman

1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves; I sought him, but I did not find him. 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. 3 The watchmen that go about the city found me. I asked, “Did you see him whom my soul loves?” 4 I had scarcely passed from them, when 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 that conceived me.

5 O daughters of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles, and by the does of the field, that you will not awaken love, nor stir it up, until it pleases.

6 Who is this that comes up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant? 7 Behold, it is Solomon’s couch; sixty mighty men are around it, from the mighty men of Israel. 8 They all handle the sword, and are experts in war; every man has his sword upon his thigh, because of dread in the night.

9 King Solomon made himself a movable throne of the wood of Lebanon. 10 He made its pillars from silver, its top from gold, and its seat of purple, with its inside being inlaid with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.

11 O daughters of Zion, 7 go forth, and gaze upon king Solomon, even upon the crown which his mother has crowned him in the day of his wedding, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

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Chapter Four

Man

1 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair. Your eyes are as doves behind your veil; your hair is as a flock of goats that trail down from mount Gilead. 2 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, all shaped alike, which have come up from the washing; they are all paired, and none of them fails. 3 Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your mouth is lovely; your temples are like a pomegranate, split open behind your veil. 4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built with turrets, on which a thousand shields are hung, all the armor of the mighty men. 5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, which feed among the lilies. 6 Until the day begins, and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. 7 You are fair, my love; and there is no flaw in you.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, and from the mountains of the leopards. 9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; you have ravished my heart with one look from your eyes, and with one bead of your necklace. 10 How fair is your love, 8 my sister, my bride! How much better is your love 9 than wine! How much better is the smell of your ointments than all manner of spices! 11 Your lips, O my bride, drop honey; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

12 My sister, my bride, is an enclosed garden; she is a locked up spring, a sealed fountain. 13 Your shoots are a park of pomegranates, with precious fruits; like henna with spikenard, 14 spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices. 15 You are a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.

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Woman

16 Awake, north wind; come, south wind; blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.

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Chapter Five

Man (to the Woman)

1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb 10 with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk.

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Man (to his Friends)

Eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.

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Woman

2 I sleep, but my heart is awake. Listen! My beloved knocks; “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and the locks of my hair with the drops of the night.” 3 I have taken off my coat; how shall I put it back 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 heart was moved for him. 5 I rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with flowing myrrh, upon the handles of the bar. 6 I opened up to my beloved; but my beloved had turned away, and was gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. 7 The watchmen that go about the city found me, and struck me, and wounded me; and the keepers of the walls took my mantle away from me.

8 I instruct you, O Daughters of Jerusalem, 11 if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him that I am lovesick.

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Friends

9 What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you instruct us like this?

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Woman

10 My beloved is white and ruddy, chief above ten thousand. 11 His head is as the finest gold, the locks of his hair are curled, and black as a raven. 12 His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, washed with milk, and fitly set. 13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as banks of sweet herbs; his lips are as lilies, dropping with flowing myrrh. 14 His hands are as golden rods set with beryl; his body is as polished ivory overlaid with sapphires. 15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold; his appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. 16 His mouth is most sweet; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O Daughters of Jerusalem.

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Chapter Six

Friends

1 Where has your beloved gone, O fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned himself, that we may seek him with you?

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Woman

2 My beloved has 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, that feeds among the lilies.

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Man

4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, and as awesome as an army with banners. 5 Turn your away eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that trail down from Gilead. 6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing; they are all are paired, and none is failing among them. 7 Your temples are like a pomegranate, split open behind your veil. 8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number. 9 My dove, my undefiled, is but one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the favorite one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; yes, the queens and the concubines saw, and they praised her. 12

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Friends

10 Who is she that looks forth as the dawn, as fair as the moon, as clear as the sun, as awesome as an army with banners? 13

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Woman

11 I went down into the garden of nuts, to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine had budded, and the pomegranates were in flower. 12 Before I was aware, my soul set me upon the chariots of my princely people. 14

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Friends

13 Return, return, O Shulammite. Return, return, that we may look upon you.

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Man

What will you see in the Shulammite? As it were, a dance of two armies.

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Chapter Seven

Man

1 How beautiful are your steps in sandals, O daughter of the prince! The roundings of your thighs are like the links of a chain, the work of the hands of a skilled workman. 2 Your navel is like a round goblet, which is not lacking mixed wine; your belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies. 3 Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a gazelle. 4 Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes as the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath Rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus. 5 Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; and the king is held captive in its tresses. 6 How fair and how pleasant are you, O love, for delights! 7 Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes. 8 I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches.” Let your breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your countenance like apples; 9 and the roof of your mouth like the best wine.

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Woman

It glides down smoothly for my beloved, moving gently the lips of those that are asleep.

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 whether the vine has budded, whether the vine blossom is opened, and the pomegranates are in flower; and I will give you my love 15 there. 13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, both new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.

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Chapter Eight

Woman

1 If only you were as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! If I were to find you outside, then I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me. 2 I would lead you, and bring you into my mother’s house, that you might instruct me; I would cause you 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 implore you, O daughters of Jerusalem: 16 why should you awaken, or stir up love, until it pleases?

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Friends

5 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness, 17 leaning upon her beloved?

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Woman

Under the apple tree I woke you; it was there that your mother was in travail with you; and it was there that she was in travail and brought you forth. 6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; for love is as strong as death, and jealousy is as cruel as the grave; its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. 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, he would be utterly despised.

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Friends

8 We have a little sister, and she has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? 9 If she was a wall, then we would build a turret of silver upon her; and if she was a door, then we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

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Woman

10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like its towers; then was I in his eyes as one that found peace. 11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon; he gave over the vineyard to keepers, and everyone brought in a thousand pieces of silver for its fruit.

12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me; you, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and those that keep its fruit shall have two hundred.

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Man

13 You that dwells in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice; cause me to hear it.

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Woman

14 Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

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Footnotes

1 AP adds, “son of David, king of Israel.”

2 LXX has “your breasts.”

3 LXX has “your breasts.”

4 AP has “our bed is spacious.”

5 LXX has “by the powers and the virtues of the field.”

6 LXX has “on the mountains of Bethel.”

7 DSS has “daughters of Jerusalem.”

8 AP and LXX have “your breasts.”

9 AP and LXX have “your breasts.”

10 LXX has “bread.”

11 LXX adds “by the powers and the virtues of the field.”

12 LXX has “the queens will call her blessed; yes, and the concubines will praise her.”

13 AP has “revered as a princess? ”

14 LXX has for 6:12, “I will give you my breasts there; my soul did not know it; it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.”

15 AP and LXX have “my breasts.”

16 LXX adds, “by the virtues of the field.”

17 LXX has, “comes up all white.”

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