Song of Solomon 1:5-13

⁵Dark am I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.

⁶Fear me not, because I am very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard — my own — I have not kept.

⁷Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?

⁸If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!

⁹To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,

¹⁰Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.

¹¹Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!

¹²While the king is in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.

¹³A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.