The bride

2 Let him kiss me on the lips,

because your caresses are better than wine.

3 As for the fragrance of your perfumes—they’re good.

Your reputation is like fragant oil

so the eligible young women love you.

4 Take me with you—let’s run.

May the king has brought me to his bedroom.

Yerushalem’s young women

Let’s be happy and celebrate with you.

We will praise your love more than wine.

The bride

It’s right that they love you.

5 I am black but lovely, daughters of Yerushalem,

like the tents in Kedar.

Like Shelomoh’s palace curtains.

6 Don’t look at me, that I’m black.

That the sun scorched me.

My brothers were angry with me.

They forced me to look after our vineyards—

but I haven’t maintained my own vineyard.

7 Declare to me, you who my heart loves.

Where do you graze?

Where do you make your flocks lie down at noontime?

Why should I be like a woman who covers herself beside your companions’ flocks?

The groom

8 If you don’t know, most beautiful among women,

follow the footprints of the flock,

and graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

9 I liken you, my darling,

to a mare walking among Far’oh’s (Pharaoh’s) stallions hitched to chariots.

10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings.

≈Your neck is beautiful with necklaces.

Yerushalem’s young women

11 We’ll make gold earrings

≈with silver studs.

The bride

12 While the king was on his couch,

my perfume gave off its fragrance.

13 My dearest is like a perfume sachet

that stays between my breasts.

14 My dearest is like a cluster of henna blossoms to me,

in the Engedi vineyards.

The groom

15 Wow, you’re beautiful, my darling.

≈Look at you, beautiful, with your doves’ eyes.

The bride

16 Look at you. You’re handsome, my dearest, truly pleasant.

Indeed, our couch is comfortable.

17 The beams of our house are cedar.

≈Our rafters are pine.

2 I’m a wildflower of Sharon.

≈A lily of the valleys.

The groom

2 My darling is among the young women

like a lily among the thorns.

The bride

3 Like an apple tree among the trees in the forest,

so is my dearest among the young men.

In his shadow I greatly delighted, and I sat,

and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

4 He brought me to the house of food and wine

and his desire for me is to show love.

5 Sustain me with raisin cakes.

≈Refresh me with apples,

because I’m weak with love.

6 His left hand is under my head,

^and his right arm embraces me.

7 Promise me, you young women from Yerushalem

by the female gazelles or the does in the countryside,

don’t awaken or stir love until it’s the right time.

The bride

8 Listen, my dearest is coming,

leaping over the mountains,

≈jumping over the hills.

9 My dearest is being like a gazelle or a young stag.

Look, that one is standing behind our wall,

gazing through the windows—

≈looking through the lattices.

10 My dearest answered and said to me,

“Stand up, my darling, my beauty, and come,

11 because, look, the winter is over.

The rain has passed—

≈it went away.

12 Blossoms have appeared across the land.

The time of birds tweeting has arrived,

≈and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree ripens its green figs,

≈and the grapevines are in blossom.

They give off a scent.

Stand up, my beautiful darling and come.

14 My dove, in the holes in the rocks,

≈in the hiding places of the cliff,

Show me your appearance,

≈make me hear your voice,

because your voice is sweet, and you look lovely.

15 Catch the foxes for us—

the little foxes that destroy the vineyards,

and our vineyards are in blossom.

The bride

16 My dearest belongs to me and I belong to him—

the man grazing among the lilies.

17 Until the daylight arrives and the shadows flee, turn.

My dearest resembles a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

3 On my bed in the night, I search for the one that my soul loves.

≈I searched for him, but I didn’t find him.

2 I’ll get up now and go about in the city—

in the streets and in the squares.

I will search for the man who my soul loves.

I looked for him, but I didn’t find him.

3 The guards going around in the city found me:

“Have you seen the man whom my soul loves?”

4 I’d hardly passed by the guards

when I found him whom my soul loves.

I held him and I wouldn’t let him go

until I’d brought him to my mother’s house

≈and to the room of the woman who conceived me.

5 I strongly advise you, young women of Yerushalem,

by the female gazelles or the does in the countryside,

don’t awaken or stir love until it pleases.

The bride

6 Who’s that coming up from the wilderness like columns of smoke—

fragrant smoke of myrrh and frankincense from all the merchant’s powders?

7 Look, it’s his chair carried on poles.

It belongs to Shelomoh (Solomon) and sixty Israeli warriors surround it.

8 Each of them is studied in war and holding a sword.

Each one has his sword at his thigh against the dangers in the nights.

9 King Shelomoh had a chair carried on poles made for himself

from the trees from Lebanon.

10 Its posts were made of silver, its back, gold, and its seat, purple cloth.

Its interior was decorated with love by Yerushalem’s young women.

11 Go out and look, young women of Tsiyyon, at King Shelomoh.

Look at the crown his mother crowned him with

on the day of his wedding—

on the day that his heart was filled with happiness.

4 The groom

4 Wow, you’re beautiful, my darling.

Look, at you, so beautiful.

Your eyes are doves from behind your veil.

Your hair is like a flock of goats that hop down from the slopes of Gilead.

2 Your teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep that have come up from the washing,

all of which have identical pairs and none of them have been lost.

3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread and your mouth is lovely.

Your cheeks are like a slice of pomegranate from behind your veil.

4 Your neck is like the tower of David that’s built of layers—

a thousand shields hanging on it—all the shields of the warriors.

5 Your two breasts are like two fawns—

twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.

6 Until the daylight arrives and the shadows flee,

I myself will go to the mountain of myrrh

≈and to the hill of frankincense.

7 All of you is beautiful, my darling,

≈and you don’t have any flaws.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride.

Descend from the top of Amana,

≈from the top of Senir and Hermon,

from the hiding places of lions,

≈from the mountains of leopards.

9 You have enchanted my heart, my girlfriend, my bride.

You’ve enchanted my heart with one look from your eyes—

with one jewel from your necklace.

10 How your love is beautiful, my girlfriend, my bride.

How your love is better than wine

and the smell of your oils is nicer than all spices.

11 Your lips drip with nectar, my bride.

Honey and milk are under your tongue,

and your clothes smell nice like Lebanon’s forests.

12 My girlfriend, my bride, is a locked garden,

a locked spring, a sealed fountain.

13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranate trees with delicious fruits,

and henna and nard spice plants,

14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees used for incense,

myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,

15 a fountain of gardens,

a well of living waters,

and streams flowing down from Lebanon.

The bride

16 Wake up, north wind, and come, south wind.

Blow on my garden and let its spices flow.

Let my dearest come to his garden and eat its delicious fruit.

5 The groom

5 I have come to my garden, my girlfriend, my bride.

I’ve plucked my myrrh with my spice.

I’ve eaten my honeycomb with my honey.

I’ve drunk my wine with my milk.

Yerushalem’s young women

Eat, friends,

drink, and drink freely, dear ones.

The bride

2 I’m asleep, but my heart is awake.

A sound—my dearest is knocking.

The groom

“Open to me, my girlfriend, my darling, my dove, my perfect one,

because my head is full of dew—

my hair is wet with the night dampness.”

The bride

3 “I’ve already undressed—do I have to get dressed again?

I’ve washed my feet—won’t I get them dirty now?”

4 My dearest stretched out his hand through the hole

and my stomach tightened when I saw him.

5 I got myself up to open to my dearest and my hands dripped with myrrh.

My fingers dripped with flowing myrrh on the arm of the bolt.

6 I opened the door to my dearest,

but my dearest had turned and gone.

My stomach sunk because he’d left.

I searched for him, but I couldn’t find him.

≈I called him, but he didn’t answer me.

7 The guards going about in the city found me.

They beat me and wounded me.

The guards of the walls took my shawl off me.

8 I adjure you, young women of Yerushalem:

if you find my dearest, what will you tell him?

Tell him that I’m sick with love.

Yerushalem’s young women

9 Most beautiful among women, how is your dearest better than another darling?

What is your dearest more than another, that you adjure us like that?

The bride

10 My dearest is dazzling and red—

→he would stand out among ten thousand.

11 His head is gold, refined gold.

≈His hair is wavy, and black like the raven.

12 His eyes are like doves beside streams of water,

≈bathing in milk, sitting beside the pools.

13 His cheeks are like a bed of spices—like towers where aromatic herbs are hung.

≈His lips are lilies—dripping with flowing myrrh.

14 His arms are rods of gold mounted with topaz stones.

≈His belly is a plate of ivory covered with sapphires.

15 His thighs are pillars of alabaster set on bases of refined gold.

≈His appearance is like Lebanon—as attractive as the cedar trees.

16 His mouth is most sweet,

≈and all of him is most desirable.

This is my dearest, and this is my friend,

young women of Yerushalem.

6 Yerushalem’s young women

6 Where did he go, your dearest, most beautiful woman among women?

Where did he turn, your dearest—let us join you in looking for him.

The bride

2 My dearest went down to his garden, to the beds of spices,

→in order to graze in the gardens and in order to gather lilies.

3 I belong to my dearest, and my dearest belongs to me.

He grazes among the lilies.

The groom

4 You are beautiful, my darling, like Tirtsah,

≈lovely like Yerushalem,

≈awe-inspiring like armies marching with banners.

5 Turn your eyes away from me, because they excite me.

Your hair is like a flock of goats that hop down from Mt. Gilead.

6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing,

all of which have twin lambs and none of them have died.

7 Your cheeks are lLike a slice of a pomegranate

from behind your veil.

8 He has sixty queens, and eighty concubines,

≈and young women without number.

9 She’s special, my dove, my perfect one.

≈She’s special to her mother—perfect to the woman who bore her.

The young women saw her and called her blessed.

≈The queens and the concubines praised her:

10 “Who is that, the woman who looks down like the dawn,

beautiful like the moon,

pure like the sun,

awe-inspiring like armies marching with banners?”

11 I went down to the nut tree garden to look at the green shoots of the valley

to see if the grapevine had budded?

≈Had the pomegranates bloomed?

12 Before I realized it,

my desire had put me among my people’s chariots, a noble.

Yerushalem’s young women

13 Return, return, woman from Shulam.

Return, return and let us look at you.

The bride

Why do you look at the Shulammite

like the dance of two armies?

7 The groom

7 Your feet are so beautiful in sandals, daughter of a noble.

The curves of your thighs are like ornaments—the work of a craftsman’s hands.

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