1 The Song of Songs, which is Solomon’s.
For your love is better than wine.
Your name is like purified oil;
Therefore the maidens love you.
The king has brought me into his chambers.”
“We will rejoice in you and be glad;
We will extol your love more than wine.
Rightly do they love you.”
O daughters of Jerusalem,
Like the tents of Kedar,
Like the curtains of Solomon.
For the sun has burned me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
They made me caretaker of the vineyards,
But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.
Where do you pasture your flock,
Where do you make it lie down at noon?
For why should I be like one who veils herself
Beside the flocks of your companions?”
Solomon, the Lover, Speaks
8 “If you yourself do not know,
Most beautiful among women,
Go forth on the trail of the flock
And pasture your young goats
By the tents of the shepherds.
My mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
Your neck with strings of beads.”
With beads of silver.”
My perfume gave forth its fragrance.
Which lies all night between my breasts.
In the vineyards of Engedi.”
How beautiful you are!
Your eyes are like doves.”
And so pleasant!
Indeed, our couch is luxuriant!
Our rafters, cypresses.
Song of Solomon, 1 chapter. New American Standard Bible.