Song of Solomon - douay rheims

Chapter 1

¹ Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
² Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
³ Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
⁴ I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
⁵ Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.
⁶ Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
⁷ If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.
⁸ To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
⁹ Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove's, thy neck as jewels.
¹⁰ We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.
¹¹ While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
¹² A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.
¹³ A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
¹⁴ Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.
¹⁵ Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.
¹⁶ The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.

Song of Solomon - webster

Chapter 1

¹ The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
² Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
³ Because of the savor 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; we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
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 my 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?
⁸ If thou knowest not, O thou fairest among women, go forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds tents.
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 for thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
¹² While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its smell.
¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my well beloved to me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
¹⁴ My beloved is to me as a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of En-gedi.
¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant: also our bed is green.
¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

Song of Solomon - world english bible

Chapter 1

¹ Song of songs, which is Solomon's. Beloved
² him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
³ oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, therefore the virgins love you.
⁴ me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.
⁵ am dark, but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem, like Kedar's tents, like Solomon's curtains.
⁶ 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.
⁷ 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
⁸ you don't know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.
⁹ have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
¹⁰ cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
¹¹ will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver. Beloved
¹² the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
¹³ beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
¹⁴ beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi. Lover
¹⁵ you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves. Beloved
¹⁶ you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant. Lover
¹⁷ beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs. Beloved

Song of Solomon - darby

Chapter 1

¹ The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
² Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
³ Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an 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 -- We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.
⁵ I am black, but comely, 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 keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.
⁷ Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
⁸ If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.
⁹ I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.
¹¹ We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.
¹² While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
¹³ A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.
¹⁴ My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.
¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.
¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.
¹⁷ The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.

Song of Solomon - american standard version

Chapter 1

¹ The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
² Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
³ Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.
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 make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.
⁵ I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
⁶ Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; [But] mine own vineyard have I not kept.
⁷ Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest [it] to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
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.
⁹ I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
¹⁰ Thy cheeks are comely with plaits [of hair], Thy neck with strings of jewels.
¹¹ We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.
¹² While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
¹³ My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.
¹⁴ My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.
¹⁵ Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves.
¹⁶ Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.
¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars, [And] our rafters are firs.

Song of Solomon - basic english

Chapter 1

¹ The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
² Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
³ Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
⁴ Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.
⁵ I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
⁶ Let not your eyes be turned on me, because I am dark, because I was looked on by the sun; my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vine-gardens; but my vine-garden I have not kept.
⁷ Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?
⁸ If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.
⁹ I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
¹⁰ Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
¹¹ We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
¹² While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
¹³ As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
¹⁴ My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
¹⁵ See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.
¹⁶ See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.
¹⁷ Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.