1 This is Solomon's Song of Songs. | C | TOSK |
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine. | C | TOSK |
3 The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you. | C | TOSK |
4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you. | C | TOSK |
5 I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. | C | TOSK |
6 Do 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. | TOSK |
7 Tell 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? | TOSK |
8 If 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. | TOSK |
9 I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots. | TOSK |
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. | TOSK |
11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver. | TOSK |
12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance. | TOSK |
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts. | TOSK |
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi. | TOSK |
15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves. | TOSK |
16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed. | TOSK |
17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs. | TOSK |