The Message Bible MSG
King James Version KJV
1 The Song - best of all songs - Solomon's song!
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The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Kiss me - full on the mouth! Yes! For your love is better than wine,
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Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
3 headier than your aromatic oils. The syllables of your name murmur like a meadow brook. No wonder everyone loves to say your name!
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Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Take me away with you! Let's run off together! An elopement with my King-Lover! We'll celebrate, we'll sing, we'll make great music. Yes! For your love is better than vintage wine. Everyone loves you - of course! And why not?
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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 weathered but still elegant, oh, dear sisters in Jerusalem, Weather-darkened like Kedar desert tents, time-softened like Solomon's Temple hangings.
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I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Don't look down on me because I'm dark, darkened by the sun's harsh rays. My brothers ridiculed me and sent me to work in the fields. They made me care for the face of the earth, but I had no time to care for my own face.
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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 mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Tell me where you're working - I love you so much - Tell me where you're tending your flocks, where you let them rest at noontime. Why should I be the one left out, outside the orbit of your tender care?
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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 you can't find me, loveliest of all women, it's all right. Stay with your flocks. Lead your lambs to good pasture. Stay with your shepherd neighbors.
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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 You remind me of Pharaoh's well-groomed and satiny mares.
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I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Pendant earrings line the elegance of your cheeks; strands of jewels illumine the curve of your throat.
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Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
11 I'm making jewelry for you, gold and silver jewelry that will mark and accent your beauty.
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We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 When my King-Lover lay down beside me, my fragrance filled the room.
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While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 His head resting between my breasts - the head of my lover was a sachet of sweet myrrh.
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A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 My beloved is a bouquet of wildflowers picked just for me from the fields of Engedi.
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My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Oh, my dear friend! You're so beautiful! And your eyes so beautiful - like doves!
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Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
16 And you, my dear lover - you're so handsome! And the bed we share is like a forest glen.
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Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 We enjoy a canopy of cedars enclosed by cypresses, fragrant and green.
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The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
The King James Version is in the public domain.