Song of Solomon 1:1-7

¹The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

²Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: For thy breasts are better than wine.

³And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: Thy name is ointment poured forth; Therefore do the young maidens love thee.

⁴They have drawn thee: We will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments: The king has brought me into his closet: Let us rejoice and be glad in thee; We will love thy breasts more than wine: Righteousness loves thee.

⁵I am black, but beautiful, Ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

⁶Look not upon me, because I am dark, Because the sun has looked unfavorably upon me: My mother’s sons strove with me; They made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.

⁷Tell me, thou whom my soul loves, Where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest them to rest at noon, Lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions.