Song of Solomon1
1The song of songs, which [is] Shlomo’s (Solomon) [peace].2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for youi love [is] better than wine.3Because of the savour of youi good ointments youi name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love youi.4Draw me, we will run after youi: the king has brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in youi, we will remember youi love more than wine: the upright love youi.5I [am] black, but comely (attractive; proper (one’s own; peculiar; particular); becoming), O you2f daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace], as the tents of Kedar [dark], as the curtains of Shlomo (Solomon) [peace].6Look not upon me, because I [am] black, because the sun has 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.7Tell me, O youi whom my soul loves, where youi feed, where youi makes [youi flock] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turns aside by the flocks of youri companions?8If youi know not, O youi fairest among women, go youri way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed youri kids beside the shepherds’ tents.9I have compared youi, O my love, to a company of horses in Par’oh’s [Pharaoh - Great House] chariots.10Your1s cheeks are comely (attractive; proper (one’s own; peculiar; particular); becoming) with rows [of jewels], youri neck with chains [of gold].11We will make youri borders of gold with studs of silver.12While the king [sits] at his table, my spikenard send forth the smell thereof.13A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.14My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of ‘Ein-Gedi [Fount of the Kid].15Behold, youi [are] fair, my love; behold, youi [are] fair; youi [have] doves’ eyes.16Behold, youi [are] fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant: also our bed [is] green.17The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.1I [am] the rose of Sharon [a plain], [and] the lily of the valleys.2As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.3As 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, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.5Stay me with raisin cakes, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.6His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand does embrace me.7I charge you, O you2f daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace], by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you2f stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.8The voice of my beloved! behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.9My beloved is like a roe or a young deer: behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.10My beloved spoke, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.11For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;12The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;13The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.14O my dove, [that are] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see youi Countenance (Face, appearance; show favor), let me hear youi voice; for sweet [is] youi voice, and youi Countenance (Face, appearance; show favor) [is] comely (attractive; proper (one’s own; peculiar; particular); becoming).15Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil (plunder; prey; booty) the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.16My beloved [is] my, and I [am] his: he feeds among the lilies.17Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be youi like a roe or a young deer upon the mountains of Beter [cleft (split hoof; an opening, break or split)].1By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.2I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.3The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to whom I said], Saw you2f him whom my soul loves?4[It was] but a little that I passed from them, but 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, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.5I charge you, O you2f daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace], by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you2f stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.6Who [is] this that comes out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?7Behold his bed, which [is] Shlomo’s (Solomon) [peace]; threescore valiant men [are] about it, of the valiant of Yisra’el [He Holds Onto The Heel Of God].8They all hold swords, [being] expert in war: every man [has] his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.9King Shlomo (Solomon) [peace] made himself a chariot of the wood of L’vanon [Whiteness].10He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom thereof [of] gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst thereof being paved [with] love, for the daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace].11Go forth, O you2f daughters of Tziyon [parched place], and behold king Shlomo (Solomon) [peace] with the crown which his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.1Behold, youi [are] fair, my love; behold, youi [are] fair; youi [have] doves’ eyes within youi locks: youi hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gil’ad [Rocky Region].2You1s teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.3You1s lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and youi speech [is] comely (attractive; proper (one’s own; peculiar; particular); becoming): youi temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within youi locks.4You1s neck [is] like the tower of David [beloved] built for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.5You1s two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.7youi [are] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in youi.8Come with me from L’vanon [Whiteness], [my] spouse, with me from L’vanon [Whiteness]: look from the top of Amana, from the top of S’nir [Snow Mountain] and Hermon [A Sanctuary], from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.9youi have ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; youi have ravished my heart with one of youi eyes, with one chain of youi neck.10How fair is youi love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is youi love than wine! and the smell of youi ointments than all spices!11You1s lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under youi tongue; and the smell of youi garments [is] like the smell of L’vanon [Whiteness].12A garden enclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.13Your1s plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; henna flowers, with spikenard,14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from L’vanon [Whiteness].16Awake, O north wind; and come, youi south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.1I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.2I sleep, but my heart wakes: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocks, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?4My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels (inward parts; affections) were moved for him.5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.8I charge you, O daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace], if you2f find my beloved, that you2f tell him, that I [am] sick of love.9What [is] youi beloved more than [another] beloved, O youi fairest among women? what [is] youi beloved more than [another] beloved, that youi do so charge us?10My beloved [is] white and ruddy (reddish hair or complexion), the most important among ten thousand.11His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.12His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.13His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.14His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.15His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his Countenance (Face, appearance; show favor) [is] as L’vanon [Whiteness], excellent as the cedars.16His mouth [is] most sweet: yes, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace].1Where is youi beloved gone, O youi fairest among women? to which is youi beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with youi.2My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.3I [am] my beloved’s, and my beloved [is] my: he feeds among the lilies.4youi [are] beautiful, O my love, as Tirtzah [Favourable], comely (attractive; proper (one’s own; peculiar; particular); becoming) as Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace], terrible as [an army] with banners.5Turn away youi eyes from me, for they have overcome me: youi hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gil’ad [Rocky Region].6You1s teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one bears twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.7As a piece of a pomegranate [are] youi temples within youi locks.8There are threescore queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.9My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and Blessed (Favored by God; happy; prosperous) her; [yes], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.10Who [is] she [that] looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?11I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded.12Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Ami [bond-servant]-Nadiv [my people are willing].13Return, return, O Shulamit (girl from Shulam) [the peaceful, or perfect]; return, return, that we may look upon youi. What will you2f see in the Shulamit (girl from Shulam) [the peaceful, or perfect]? As it were the company of two armies.1How beautiful are youi feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of youi thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.2You1s navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wants not liquor: youi belly [is like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.3You1s two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.4You1s neck [is] as a tower of ivory; youi eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon [Stronghold], by the gate of Bat-Rabbim [daughter of multitudes]: youi nose [is] as the tower of L’vanon [Whiteness] which looks toward Dammesek (Damascus) [silent is the sackcloth weaver].5You1s head upon youi [is] like Carmel [Garden-land], and the hair of youi head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.6How fair and how pleasant are youi, O love, for delights!7This youi stature is like to a palm tree, and youi breasts to clusters [of grapes].8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also youi breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of youi nose like apples;9And the roof of youi mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.10I [am] my beloved’s, and his desire [is] toward me.11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give youi my loves.13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for youi, O my beloved.1O that youi [were] as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! [when] I should find youi without, I would kiss youi; yes, I should not be despised.2I would lead youi, [and] bring youi into my mother’s house, [who] would instruct me: I would cause youi to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.3His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.4I charge you, O daughters of Yerushalayim [Foundation of Peace], that you2f stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.5Who [is] this that comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised youi up under the apple tree: there youi mother brought youi forth: there she brought youi forth [that] bore youi.6Set me as a seal upon youi heart, as a seal upon youi arm: for love [is] strong as death; jealousy [is] cruel as the grave: the coals thereof [are] coals of fire, [which has a] most vehement (violent; forceful; furious) flame.7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if [a] man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be scorned.8We have a little sister, and she has no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?9If she [be] a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she [be] a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.10I [am] a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.11Shlomo (Solomon) [peace] had a vineyard at Ba’al-Hamon [lord of abundance]; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand [pieces] of silver.12My vineyard, which [is] my, [is] before me: youi, O Shlomo (Solomon) [peace], [must have] a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.13youi that dwell in the gardens, the companions hearken to youi voice: cause me to hear [it].14Make haste, my beloved, and be youi like to a roe or to a young deer upon the mountains of spices.
TovRose