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Song of Solomon 1

Douay-Rheims Catholic Bible RHE

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.

4 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.

5 (1-4) I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

6 (1-5) 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.

7 (1-6) 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.

8 (1-7) 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.

9 (1-8) To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.

10 (1-9) Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.

11 (1-10) We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.

12 (1-11) While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.

13 (1-12) A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.

14 (1-13) A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.

15 (1-14) Behold thou are fair, O my love, behold thou are fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.

16 (1-15) Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.

17 (1-16) The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.

New International Version NIV

1 Solomon’s Song of Songs.

2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— for your love is more delightful than wine.

3 Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the young women love you!

4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers. We rejoice and delight in you ; we will praise your love more than wine. How right they are to adore you!

5 Dark am I, yet lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Kedar, like the tent curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother’s sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I had to neglect.

7 Tell me, you whom I love, where you graze your flock and where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your friends?

8 If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the sheep and graze your young goats by the tents of the shepherds.

9 I liken you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariot horses.

10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

11 We will make you earrings of gold, studded with silver.

12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.

14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.

15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves.

16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant.

17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.