Song of Solomon 1
aligned by seat — same row, same verse, whatever each bible numbers it
| v | JPS1917 |
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| 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 | Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is as ointment poured forth; Therefore do the maidens 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 find thy love more fragrant than wine! Sincerely do they 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, that I am swarthy, That the sun hath tanned me; My mother’s sons were incensed against me, They made me 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 veileth herself Beside 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 steed in Pharaoh’s chariots. |
| 10 | Thy cheeks are comely with circlets, Thy neck with beads. |
| 11 | We will make thee circlets of gold With studs of silver. |
| 12 | While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance. |
| 13 | My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts. |
| 14 | My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna In the vineyards of En-gedi. |
| 15 | Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves. . |
| 16 | Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our couch is leafy. |
| 17 | The beams of our houses are cedars, And our panels are cypresses. |