Oct.
24
Song
of Solomon 1-4
Son
1:1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's. Beloved
Son
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is
better than wine.
Son
1:3 Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured
forth, therefore the virgins love you.
Son
1:4 Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me
into his chambers. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We
will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love
you.
Son
1:5 I am dark, but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem, like Kedar's
tents, like Solomon's curtains.
Son
1:6 Don't stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has
scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me. They made me keeper
of the vineyards. I haven't kept my own vineyard.
Son
1:7 Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock,
where you rest them at noon; For why should I be as one who is veiled
beside the flocks of your companions? Lover
Son
1:8 If you don't know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks
of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.
Son
1:9 I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
Son
1:10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings
of jewels.
Son
1:11 We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.
Beloved
Son
1:12 While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its
fragrance.
Son
1:13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my
breasts.
Son
1:14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the
vineyards of En Gedi. Lover
Son
1:15 Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful.
Your eyes are doves. Beloved
Son
1:16 Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our
couch is verdant. Lover
Son
1:17 The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.
Beloved
Son
2:1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Lover
Son
2:2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Beloved
Son
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, his
fruit was sweet to my taste.
Son
2:4 He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.
Son
2:5 Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am
faint with love.
Son
2:6 His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
Son
2:7 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the
hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it
so desires.
Son
2:8 The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the
mountains, skipping on the hills.
Son
2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands
behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the
lattice.
Son
2:10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my
beautiful one, and come away.
Son
2:11 For, behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
Son
2:12 The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has
come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
Son
2:13 The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom.
They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away." Lover
Son
2:14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the
mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your
voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
Son
2:15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the
vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved
Son
2:16 My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
Son
2:17 Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my
beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of
Bether.
Son
3:1 By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought
him, but I didn't find him.
Son
3:2 I will get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in
the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I
didn't find him.
Son
3:3 The watchmen who go about the city found me; "Have you seen
him whom my soul loves?"
Son
3:4 I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul
loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him
into my mother's house, into the chamber of her who conceived me.
Son
3:5 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the
hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it
so desires.
Son
3:6 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of
smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the
merchant?
Son
3:7 Behold, it is Solomon's carriage! Sixty mighty men are around
it, of the mighty men of Israel.
Son
3:8 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has
his sword on his thigh, because of fear in the night.
Son
3:9 King Solomon made himself a carriage of the wood of Lebanon.
Son
3:10 He made its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its seat of
purple, its midst being paved with love, from the daughters of
Jerusalem.
Son
3:11 Go forth, you daughters of Zion, and see king Solomon, with the
crown with which his mother has crowned him, in the day of his
weddings, in the day of the gladness of his heart. Lover
Son
4:1 Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful.
Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of
goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.
Son
4:2 Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, which have come up from
the washing, where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved
among them.
Son
4:3 Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your
temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
Son
4:4 Your neck is like David's tower built for an armory, whereon a
thousand shields hang, all the shields of the mighty men.
Son
4:5 Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe,
which feed among the lilies.
Son
4:6 Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to
the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.
Son
4:7 You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.
Son
4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon. Look
from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the
lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Son
4:9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have
ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
Son
4:10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much
better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than
all manner of spices!
Son
4:11 Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk
are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell
of Lebanon.
Son
4:12 A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked up spring,
a sealed fountain.
Son
4:13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious
fruits: henna with spikenard plants,
Son
4:14 spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of
incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,
Son
4:15 a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams
from Lebanon. Beloved
Son
4:16 Awake, north wind; and come, you south! Blow on my garden, that
its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and
taste his precious fruits. Lover