| NET Bible | King James Bible |
| 1Solomon's Most Excellent Love Song. | 1The song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
| 2Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately! For your lovemaking is more delightful than wine. | 2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. |
| 3The fragrance of your colognes is delightful; your name is like the finest perfume. No wonder the young women adore you! | 3Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. |
| 4Draw me after you; let us hurry! May the king bring me into his bedroom chambers! The Maidens to the Lover: We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. The Beloved to Her Lover: How rightly the young women adore you! | 4Draw 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. |
| 5I am dark but lovely, O maidens of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Qedar, lovely like the tent curtains of Salmah. | 5I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
| 6Do not stare at me because I am dark, for the sun has burned my skin. My brothers were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards. Alas, my own vineyard I could not keep! | 6Look 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. |
| 7Tell me, O you whom my heart loves, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest your sheep during the midday heat? Tell me lest I wander around beside the flocks of your companions! | 7Tell 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? |
| 8If you do not know, O most beautiful of women, simply follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds. | 8If 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. |
| 9The Lover to His Beloved: O my beloved, you are like a mare among Pharaoh's stallions. | 9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. |
| 10Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments; your neck is lovely with strings of jewels. | 10Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. |
| 11We will make for you gold ornaments studded with silver. | 11We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. |
| 12While the king was at his banqueting table, my nard gave forth its fragrance. | 12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. |
| 13My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh spending the night between my breasts. | 13A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. |
| 14My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-Gedi. | 14My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. |
| 15Oh, how beautiful you are, my beloved! Oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves! | 15Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. |
| 16Oh, how handsome you are, my lover! Oh, how delightful you are! The lush foliage is our canopied bed; | 16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. |
| 17the cedars are the beams of our bedroom chamber; the pines are the rafters of our bedroom. | 17The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir. |
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