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SOS-1:1 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.

SOS-1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy
love [is]

better than wine.

SOS-1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name
[is as] ointment

poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

SOS-1:4 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.

SOS-1:5 I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
as the tents

of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

SOS-1:6 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.

SOS-1:7 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?

SOS-1:8 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.

SOS-1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses
in Pharaoh's

chariots.

SOS-1:10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck
with chains

[of gold].

SOS-1:11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

SOS-1:12 While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard
sendeth forth

the smell thereof.

SOS-1:13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he
shall lie all

night betwixt my breasts.

SOS-1:14 My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in
the vineyards

of Engedi.

SOS-1:15 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art]
fair; thou

[hast] doves' eyes.

SOS-1:16 Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
also our bed

[is] green.

SOS-1:17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters
of fir.

SOS-2:1 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the
valleys.

SOS-2:2 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the
daughters.

SOS-2:3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is]
my beloved

among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight,
and his fruit

[was] sweet to my taste.

SOS-2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner
over me [was]

love.

SOS-2:5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I
[am] sick of

love.

SOS-2:6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand
doth embrace me.



SOS-2:7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes,
and by the

hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love,
till he please.

SOS-2:8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon
the

mountains, skipping upon the hills.

SOS-2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he
standeth behind

our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself
through the

lattice.

SOS-2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love,
my fair one,

and come away.

SOS-2:11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and]
gone;

SOS-2:12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the
singing [of birds]

is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

SOS-2:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the
vines [with] the

tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away.

SOS-2:14 O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in
the secret

[places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear
thy voice; for

sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.

SOS-2:15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the
vines: for our

vines [have] tender grapes.

SOS-2:16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among
the lilies.

SOS-2:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn,
my beloved,

and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of
Bether.

SOS-3:1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I
sought him,

but I found him not.

SOS-3:2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets,
and in the

broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him,
but I found him

not.

SOS-3:3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to whom
I said], Saw

ye him whom my soul loveth?

SOS-3:4 [It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I
found him whom

my soul loveth: 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.

SOS-3:5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes,
and by the

hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love,
till he please.

SOS-3:6 Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like
pillars of

smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of
the merchant?



SOS-3:7 Behold his bed, which [is] Solomon's; threescore
valiant men [are]

about it, of the valiant of Israel.

SOS-3:8 They all hold swords, [being] expert in war: every man
[hath] his

sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.

SOS-3:9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of
Lebanon.

SOS-3:10 He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom
thereof [of]

gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst thereof being
paved [with]

love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.

SOS-3:11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king
Solomon with the

crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his
espousals, and in the

day of the gladness of his heart.

SOS-4:1 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art]
fair; thou

[hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of
goats, that

appear from mount Gilead.

SOS-4:2 Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even]
shorn, which

came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none
[is] barren

among them.

SOS-4:3 Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech
[is] comely:

thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

SOS-4:4 Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an
armoury, whereon

there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

SOS-4:5 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are
twins, which feed

among the lilies.

SOS-4:6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will
get me to the

mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

SOS-4:7 Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in
thee.

SOS-4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from
Lebanon: look

from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from
the lions'

dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

SOS-4:9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse;
thou hast

ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy
neck.

SOS-4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much
better is thy

love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

SOS-4:11 Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb:
honey and milk

[are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like
the smell of

Lebanon.

SOS-4:12 A garden enclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a
spring shut up, a

fountain sealed.

SOS-4:13 Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with
pleasant fruits;

camphire, with spikenard,

SOS-4:14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all
trees of

frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

SOS-4:15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and
streams from

Lebanon.

SOS-4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon
my garden,

[that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into
his garden,

and eat his pleasant fruits.

SOS-5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I
have gathered my

myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I
have drunk my

wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly,
O beloved.

SOS-5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my
beloved that

knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my
undefiled: for

my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the
night.

SOS-5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have
washed my feet;

how shall I defile them?

SOS-5:4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door],
and my bowels

were moved for him.

SOS-5:5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped
[with] myrrh,

and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of
the lock.

SOS-5:6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn
himself, [and]

was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I
could not find

him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

SOS-5:7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they
smote me, they

wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

SOS-5:8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my
beloved, that

ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.

SOS-5:9 What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O
thou fairest

among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved,
that thou dost

so charge us?

SOS-5:10 My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among
ten thousand.

SOS-5:11 His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are]
bushy, [and]

black as a raven.

SOS-5:12 His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of
waters,

washed with milk, [and] fitly set.

SOS-5:13 His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet
flowers: his lips

[like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

SOS-5:14 His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his
belly [is as]

bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.

SOS-5:15 His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets
of fine gold:

his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

SOS-5:16 His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether
lovely. This [is]

my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

SOS-6:1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among
women? whither is

thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

SOS-6:2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of
spices, to

feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

SOS-6:3 I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he
feedeth among the

lilies.

SOS-6:4 Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as
Jerusalem,

terrible as [an army] with banners.

SOS-6:5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me:
thy hair

[is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

SOS-6:6 Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from
the washing,

whereof every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren
among them.

SOS-6:7 As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within
thy locks.

SOS-6:8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,
and virgins

without number.

SOS-6:9 My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only]
one of her

mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bare her. The
daughters saw her,

and blessed her; [yea], the queens and the concubines, and they
praised her.

SOS-6:10 Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair
as the moon,

clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?

SOS-6:11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits
of the valley,

[and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates
budded.

SOS-6:12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the
chariots of

Amminadib.

SOS-6:13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we
may look upon

thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company
of two armies.



SOS-7:1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's
daughter! the

joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of
a cunning

workman.

SOS-7:2 Thy navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wanteth not
liquor: thy

belly [is like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

SOS-7:3 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are]
twins.

SOS-7:4 Thy neck [is] as a tower of ivory; thine eyes [like]
the fishpools in

Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose [is] as the tower
of Lebanon

which looketh toward Damascus.

SOS-7:5 Thine head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of
thine head

like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.

SOS-7:6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for
delights!

SOS-7:7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy
breasts to clusters

[of grapes].

SOS-7:8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold
of the boughs

thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,
and the smell

of thy nose like apples;

SOS-7:9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my
beloved, that

goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep
to speak.

SOS-7:10 I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.

SOS-7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let
us lodge in

the villages.

SOS-7:12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if
the vine

flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the
pomegranates bud forth:

there will I give thee my loves.

SOS-7:13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all
manner of

pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for thee,
O my beloved.



SOS-8:1 O that thou [wert] as my brother, that sucked the
breasts of my

mother! [when] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;
yea, I should

not be despised.

SOS-8:2 I would lead thee, [and] bring thee into my mother's
house, [who]

would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of
the juice of

my pomegranate.

SOS-8:3 His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right
hand should

embrace me.

SOS-8:4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir
not up, nor

awake [my] love, until he please.

SOS-8:5 Who [is] this that cometh up from the wilderness,
leaning upon her

beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother
brought thee

forth: there she brought thee forth [that] bare thee.

SOS-8:6 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine
arm: for love

[is] strong as death; jealousy [is] cruel as the grave: the
coals thereof

[are] coals of fire, [which hath a] most vehement flame.

SOS-8:7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods
drown it: if

[a] man would give all the substance of his house for love, it
would utterly

be contemned.

SOS-8:8 We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what
shall we do

for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

SOS-8:9 If she [be] a wall, we will build upon her a palace of
silver: and if

she [be] a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

SOS-8:10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I
in his eyes as

one that found favour.

SOS-8:11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the
vineyard unto

keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand
[pieces] of

silver.

SOS-8:12 My vineyard, which [is] mine, [is] before me: thou, O
Solomon, [must

have] a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two
hundred.

SOS-8:13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions
hearken to thy

voice: cause me to hear [it].

SOS-8:14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or
to a young hart

upon the mountains of spices.







  
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