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Song of Solomon 1:2-9
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 1
2
'May he kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your love is sweeter than wine.
3
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance,
Your name is
like
purified oil;
Therefore the young women love you.
4
Draw me after you
and
let’s run
together!
The king has brought me into his chambers.'
'We will rejoice in you and be joyful;
We will praise your love more than wine.
Rightly do they love you.'
5
'I am black and beautiful,
You daughters of Jerusalem,
Like the tents of Kedar,
Like the curtains of Solomon.
6
Do not stare at me because I am dark,
For the sun has tanned 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.
7
Tell me, you whom my soul loves,
Where do you pasture
your flock,
Where do you have
it
lie down at noon?
For why should I be like one who veils herself
Beside the flocks of your companions?'
8
'If you yourself do not know,
Most beautiful among women,
Go out on the trail of the flock,
And pasture your young goats
By the tents of the shepherds.
9
'To me, my darling, you are like
My mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
King James Version
Chapter 1
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.
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 1
2
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your caresses are more delightful than wine.
3
The fragrance of your perfume is intoxicating;
your name is perfume poured out.
No wonder young women adore you.
4
Take me with you —let’s hurry.
Oh, that the king would bring me to his chambers.
We will rejoice and be glad in you;
we will celebrate your caresses more than wine.
It is only right that they adore you.
5
Daughters of Jerusalem,
I am dark like the tents of Kedar,
yet lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6
Do not stare at me because I am dark,
for the sun has gazed on me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
they made me take care of the vineyards.
I have not taken care of my own vineyard.
7
Tell me, you whom I love:
Where do you pasture your sheep?
Where do you let them rest at noon?
Why should I be like one who veils herself
beside the flocks of your companions?
8
If you do not know,
most beautiful of women,
follow the tracks of the flock,
and pasture your young goats
near the shepherds’ tents.
9
I compare you, my darling,
to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
New Living Translation
Chapter 1
2
Kiss me and kiss me again,
for your love is sweeter than wine.
3
How pleasing is your fragrance;
your name is like the spreading fragrance of scented oils.
No wonder all the young women love you!
4
Take me with you; come, let’s run!
The king has brought me into his bedroom.
How happy we are for you, O king.
We praise your love even more than wine.
How right they are to adore you.
5
I am dark but beautiful,
O women of Jerusalem —
dark as the tents of Kedar,
dark as the curtains of Solomon’s tents.
6
Don’t stare at me because I am dark —
the sun has darkened my skin.
My brothers were angry with me;
they forced me to care for their vineyards,
so I couldn’t care for myself — my own vineyard.
7
Tell me, my love, where are you leading your flock today?
Where will you rest your sheep at noon?
For why should I wander like a prostitute
among your friends and their flocks?
8
If you don’t know, O most beautiful woman,
follow the trail of my flock,
and graze your young goats by the shepherds’ tents.
9
You are as exciting, my darling,
as a mare among Pharaoh’s stallions.
English Standard Version
Chapter 1
2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your love is better than wine;
3
your anointing oils are fragrant;
your name is oil poured out;
therefore virgins love you.
4
Draw me after you; let us run.
The king has brought me into his chambers.
We will exult and rejoice in you;
we will extol your love more than wine;
rightly do they love you.
5
I am very dark, but lovely,
O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
like the curtains of Solomon.
6
Do not gaze at me because I am dark,
because the sun has looked upon me.
My mother 's sons were angry with me;
they made me keeper of the vineyards,
but my own vineyard I have not kept!
7
Tell me, you whom my soul loves,
where you pasture your flock,
where you make it lie down at noon;
for why should I be like one who veils herself
beside the flocks of your companions?
8
If you do not know,
O most beautiful among women,
follow in the tracks of the flock,
and pasture your young goats
beside the shepherds ' tents.
9
I compare you, my love,
to a mare among Pharaoh 's chariots.
New International Version
Chapter 1
2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
for your love is more delightful than wine.
3
Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes;
your name is like perfume poured out.
No wonder the young women love you!
4
Take me away with you—let us hurry!
Let the king bring me into his chambers.
We rejoice and delight in you ;
we will praise your love more than wine.
How right they are to adore you!
5
Dark am I, yet lovely,
daughters of Jerusalem,
dark like the tents of Kedar,
like the tent curtains of Solomon.
6
Do not stare at me because I am dark,
because I am darkened by the sun.
My mother’s sons were angry with me
and made me take care of the vineyards;
my own vineyard I had to neglect.
7
Tell me, you whom I love,
where you graze your flock
and where you rest your sheep at midday.
Why should I be like a veiled woman
beside the flocks of your friends?
8
If you do not know, most beautiful of women,
follow the tracks of the sheep
and graze your young goats
by the tents of the shepherds.
9
I liken you, my darling, to a mare
among Pharaoh’s chariot horses.
New King James Version
Chapter 1
2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
For your love
is
better than wine.
3
Because of the fragrance of your good ointments,
Your name
is
ointment poured forth;
Therefore the virgins love you.
4
Draw me away!
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.
Rightly do they love you.
5
I
am
dark, but lovely,
O daughters of Jerusalem,
Like the tents of Kedar,
Like the curtains of Solomon.
6
Do not look upon me, because I
am
dark,
Because the sun has tanned me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
They made me the keeper of the vineyards,
But
my own vineyard I have not kept.
7
Tell me, O you whom I love,
Where you feed
your flock,
Where you make
it
rest at noon.
For why should I be as one who veils herself
By the flocks of your companions?
8
If you do not know, O fairest among women,
Follow in the footsteps of the flock,
And feed your little goats
Beside the shepherds’ tents.
9
I have compared you, my love,
To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.
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