Song of Songs 1-3
SNG.1
The Bride Confesses Her Love
1This is Solomon’s Song of Songs.
The Bride
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your love is more delightful than wine.
3The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing;
your name is like perfume poured out.
No wonder the maidens adore you.
4Take me away with you— let us hurry!
May the king bring me to his chambers.
The Friends
We will rejoice and delight in you;
we will praise your love more than wine.
The Bride
It is only right that they adore you.
5I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6Do not stare because I am dark,
for the sun has gazed upon me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
they made me a keeper of the vineyards,
but my own vineyard I have neglected.
7Tell me, O one I love,
where do you pasture your sheep?
Where do you rest them at midday?
Why should I be like a veiled woman
beside the flocks of your companions?
The Friends
8If you do not know, O fairest of women,
follow the tracks of the flock,
and graze your young goats
near the tents of the shepherds.
The Bridegroom
9I compare you, my darling,
to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
10Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments,
your neck with strings of jewels.
The Friends
11We will make you ornaments of gold,
studded with beads of silver.
The Bride
12While the king was at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh
resting between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
in the vineyards of En-gedi.
The Bridegroom
15How beautiful you are, my darling!
Oh, how very beautiful!
Your eyes are like doves.
The Bride
16How handsome you are, my beloved!
Oh, how delightful!
The soft grass is our bed.
The Bridegroom
17The beams of our house are cedars;
our rafters are fragrant firs.
SNG.2
The Bride’s Admiration
The Bride
1I am a rose of Sharon,
a lily of the valley.
The Bridegroom
2Like a lily among the thorns
is my darling among the maidens.
The Bride
3Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest
is my beloved among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4He has brought me to the house of wine,
and his banner over me is love.
5Sustain me with raisins;
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
6His left hand is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.
7O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you
by the gazelles and does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until the time is right.
8Listen! My beloved approaches.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.
Look, he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.
10My beloved calls to me,
“Arise, my darling.
Come away with me, my beautiful one.
11For now the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
12The flowers have appeared in the countryside;
the season of singing has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves
is heard in our land.
13The fig tree ripens its figs;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come away, my darling;
come away with me, my beautiful one.”
The Bridegroom
14O my dove in the clefts of the rock,
in the crevices of the cliff,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your countenance is lovely.
The Friends
15Catch for us the foxes—
the little foxes that ruin the vineyards—
for our vineyards are in bloom.
The Bride
16My beloved is mine and I am his;
he pastures his flock among the lilies.
17Before the day breaks and shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
SNG.3
The Bride’s Dream
1On my bed at night
I sought the one I love;
I sought him,
but did not find him.
2I will arise now and go about the city,
through the streets and squares.
I will seek the one I love.
So I sought him but did not find him.
3I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city:
“Have you seen the one I love?”
4I had just passed them when I found the one I love.
I held him and would not let go
until I had brought him to my mother’s house,
to the chamber of the one who conceived me.
5O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you
by the gazelles and does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until the time is right.
Solomon Arrives on His Wedding Day
6Who is this coming up from the wilderness
like a column of smoke,
scented with myrrh and frankincense
from all the spices of the merchant?
7Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage,
escorted by sixty of the mightiest men of Israel.
8All are skilled with the sword,
experienced in warfare.
Each has his sword at his side
prepared for the terror of the night.
9King Solomon has made his carriage
out of the timber of Lebanon.
10He has made its posts of silver,
its base of gold, its seat of purple fabric.
Its interior is inlaid with love
by the daughters of Jerusalem.
11Come out, O daughters of Zion,
and gaze at King Solomon,
wearing the crown with which his mother crowned him
on the day of his wedding—
the day of his heart’s rejoicing.