The Bible, King James version, Book 22: Song of Solomon — Context and Discussion

Book 22 Song of Solomon

22:001:001 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

22:001:002 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

22:001:003 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

22:001:004 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.

22:001:005 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

22:001:006 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.

22:001:007 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?

22:001:008 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.

22:001:009 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

22:001:010 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

22:001:011 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

22:001:012 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

22:001:013 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

22:001:014 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

22:001:015 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.

22:001:016 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

22:001:017 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

22:002:001 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

22:002:002 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

22:002:003 As 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.

22:002:004 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

22:002:005 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

22:002:006 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

22:002:007 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

22:002:008 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

22:002:009 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

22:002:010 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

22:002:011 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

22:002:012 The 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;

22:002:013 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

22:002:014 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

22:002:015 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

22:002:016 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

22:002:017 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

22:003:001 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

22:003:002 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

22:003:003 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?