Lyrics
1 The song of songs, which
is Solomon's.
Shulamite maid
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:
Daughters of
Jerusalem
we will be glad and
rejoice in thee, we will
remember thy love more
than wine:
the upright love thee.
Shulamite maid
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?
Daughters of
Jerusalem
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.
Lover
9 I have compared thee, O
my love, to a company of
horses in Pharaoh's
chariots.
10 Thy cheeks are comely
with rows of jewels, thy
neck with chains of gold.
11 We will make thee
borders of gold with studs
of silver.
Shulamite maid
12 While the king sitteth
at his table, my
spikenard sendeth forth
the smell thereof.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my
well-beloved unto me; he
shall lie all night
betwixt my breasts.
14 My beloved is unto me
as a cluster of camphire
in the vineyards of Engedi.
Lover
15 Behold, thou art fair,
my love; behold, thou art
fair; thou hast doves'
eyes.
Shulamite maid
16 Behold, thou art fair,
my beloved, yea, pleasant:
also
our bed is green.
Lover
17 The beams of our house
are cedar, and our rafters
of fir.
Track Comments
This song
was composed in 2005.
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Song
of Solomon 1
