\NormalFont\ShortTitle{Song of Solomon}

{\MT THE SONG OF SOLOMON.



\par }\ChapOne{1}{\MM \VerseOne{1}{\SC{The}} song of songs, which
{\ADD{is}} Solomon’s.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:

\par }{\Q For thy love
{\ADD{is}} better than wine.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Because of the savour of thy good ointments

\par }{\Q Thy name
{\ADD{is as}} ointment poured forth,

\par }{\Q Therefore do the virgins love thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Draw me, we will run after thee:

\par }{\Q The king hath brought me
{\ADD{into}} his chambers:

\par }{\Q We will be glad and rejoice in thee,

\par }{\Q We will remember thy love more than wine:

\par }{\Q The upright love thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}I
{\ADD{am}} black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Look not upon me, because I
{\ADD{am}} black,

\par }{\Q Because the sun hath looked upon me:

\par }{\Q My mother’s children were angry with me;

\par }{\Q They made me the keeper of the vineyards;

\par }{\Q {\ADD{But}} mine own vineyard have I not kept.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth,

\par }{\Q Where thou feedest, where thou makest
{\ADD{thy flock}} to rest at noon:

\par }{\Q For why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{8}If thou know not, O thou fairest among women,

\par }{\Q Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock,

\par }{\Q And feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}I have compared thee, O my love,

\par }{\Q To a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}Thy cheeks are comely with rows
{\ADD{of jewels}},

\par }{\Q Thy neck with chains
{\ADD{of gold}}.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}We will make thee borders of gold

\par }{\Q With studs of silver.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{12}While the king
{\ADD{sitteth}} at his table,

\par }{\Q My spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}A bundle of myrrh
{\ADD{is}} my well-beloved unto me;

\par }{\Q He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}My beloved
{\ADD{is}} unto me
{\ADD{as}} a cluster of camphire

\par }{\Q In the vineyards of En-gedi.


\par }{\Q \VS{15}Behold, thou
{\ADD{art}} fair, my love; behold, thou
{\ADD{art}} fair;

\par }{\Q Thou
{\ADD{hast}} doves’ eyes.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{16}Behold, thou
{\ADD{art}} fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:

\par }{\Q Also our bed
{\ADD{is}} green.


\par }{\Q \VS{17}The beams of our house
{\ADD{are}} cedar,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} our rafters of fir.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{2}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I am the rose of Sharon,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} the lily of the valleys.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{2}As the lily among thorns,

\par }{\Q So
{\ADD{is}} my love among the daughters.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{3}As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,

\par }{\Q So
{\ADD{is}} my beloved among the sons.

\par }{\Q I sat down under his shadow with great delight,

\par }{\Q And his fruit
{\ADD{was}} sweet to my taste.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}He brought me to the banqueting house,

\par }{\Q And his banner over me
{\ADD{was}} love.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples:

\par }{\Q For I
{\ADD{am}} sick of love.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}His left hand
{\ADD{is}} under my head,

\par }{\Q And his right hand doth embrace me.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the roes, and by the hinds of the field,

\par }{\Q That ye stir not up, nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love, till he please.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{8}The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh

\par }{\Q Leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}My beloved
{\ADD{is}} like a roe or a young hart:

\par }{\Q Behold, he standeth behind our wall,

\par }{\Q He looketh forth at the windows,

\par }{\Q Shewing himself through the lattice.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}My beloved spake, and said unto me,

\par }{\Q Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}For lo, the winter is past,

\par }{\Q The rain is over
{\ADD{and}} gone;


\par }{\Q \VS{12}The flowers appear on the earth;

\par }{\Q The time of the singing
{\ADD{of birds}} is come,

\par }{\Q And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;


\par }{\Q \VS{13}The fig tree putteth forth her green figs,

\par }{\Q And the vines
{\ADD{with}} the tender grape give a
{\ADD{good}} smell.

\par }{\Q Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}O my dove,
{\ADD{that art}} in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs,

\par }{\Q Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice;

\par }{\Q For sweet
{\ADD{is}} thy voice, and thy countenance
{\ADD{is}} comely.


\par }{\Q \VS{15}Take us the foxes,

\par }{\Q The little foxes, that spoil the vines:

\par }{\Q For our vines
{\ADD{have}} tender grapes.


\par }{\Q \VS{16}My beloved
{\ADD{is}} mine, and I
{\ADD{am}} his:

\par }{\Q He feedeth among the lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{17}Until the day break, and the shadows flee away,

\par }{\Q Turn, my beloved,

\par }{\Q And be thou like a roe or a young hart

\par }{\Q Upon the mountains of Bether.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{3}{\Q \VerseOne{1}By night on my bed I sought
{\ADD{him}} whom my soul loveth:

\par }{\Q I sought him, but I found him not.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}I will rise now, and go about the city

\par }{\Q In the streets and in the broad ways,

\par }{\Q I will seek
{\ADD{him}} whom my soul loveth:

\par }{\Q I sought him, but I found him not.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}The watchmen that go about the city found me:

\par }{\Q {\ADD{To whom I said}}, Saw ye
{\ADD{him}} whom my soul loveth?


\par }{\Q \VS{4}{\ADD{It was}} but a little that I passed from them,

\par }{\Q But I found
{\ADD{him}} whom my soul loveth:

\par }{\Q I held him, and would not let him go,

\par }{\Q Until I had brought him into my mother’s house,

\par }{\Q And into the chamber of her that conceived me.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q By the roes, and by the hinds of the field,

\par }{\Q That ye stir not up, nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love, till he please.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{6}Who
{\ADD{is}} this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke,

\par }{\Q Perfumed
{\ADD{with}} myrrh and frankincense,

\par }{\Q With all powders of the merchant?


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Behold his bed, which
{\ADD{is}} Solomon’s;

\par }{\Q Threescore valiant
{\ADD{men are}} about it,

\par }{\Q Of the valiant of Israel.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}They all hold swords,
{\ADD{being}} expert in war:

\par }{\Q Every man
{\ADD{hath}} his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}He made the pillars thereof
{\ADD{of}} silver,

\par }{\Q The bottom thereof
{\ADD{of}} gold,

\par }{\Q The covering of it
{\ADD{of}} purple,

\par }{\Q The midst thereof being paved
{\ADD{with}} love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon

\par }{\Q With the crown where{\ADD{with}} his mother crowned him

\par }{\Q In the day of his espousals,

\par }{\Q And in the day of the gladness of his heart.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{4}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Behold, thou
{\ADD{art}} fair, my love; behold, thou
{\ADD{art}} fair;

\par }{\Q Thou
{\ADD{hast}} doves’ eyes within thy locks:

\par }{\Q Thy hair
{\ADD{is}} as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy teeth
{\ADD{are}} like a flock of
{\ADD{sheep that are}} even shorn, which came up from the washing;

\par }{\Q Whereof every one beareth twins, and none
{\ADD{is}} barren among them.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy lips
{\ADD{are}} like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech
{\ADD{is}} comely:

\par }{\Q Thy temples
{\ADD{are}} like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy neck
{\ADD{is}} like the tower of David

\par }{\Q Builded for an armoury,

\par }{\Q Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty
{\ADD{men}}.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy two breasts
{\ADD{are}} like two young roes
{\ADD{that are}} twins,

\par }{\Q Which feed among the lilies.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{6}Until the day break, and the shadows flee away,

\par }{\Q I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{7}Thou
{\ADD{art}} all fair, my love;
{\ADD{there is}} no spot in thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}Come with me from Lebanon,
{\ADD{my}} spouse, with me from Lebanon:

\par }{\Q Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon,

\par }{\Q From the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse;

\par }{\Q Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes,

\par }{\Q With one chain of thy neck.


\par }{\Q \VS{10}How fair is thy love, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse!

\par }{\Q How much better is thy love than wine!

\par }{\Q And the smell of thine ointments than all spices!


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Thy lips, O
{\ADD{my}} spouse, drop
{\ADD{as}} the honeycomb:

\par }{\Q Honey and milk
{\ADD{are}} under thy tongue;

\par }{\Q And the smell of thy garments
{\ADD{is}} like the smell of Lebanon.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}A garden inclosed
{\ADD{is}} my sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse;

\par }{\Q A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}Thy plants
{\ADD{are}} an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits;

\par }{\Q Camphire, with spikenard,


\par }{\Q \VS{14}Spikenard and saffron;

\par }{\Q Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense;

\par }{\Q Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:


\par }{\Q \VS{15}A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters,

\par }{\Q And streams from Lebanon.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{16}Awake, O north wind; and come thou south;

\par }{\Q Blow upon my garden,
{\ADD{that}} the spices thereof may flow out.

\par }{\Q Let my beloved come into his garden,

\par }{\Q And eat his pleasant fruits.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{5}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I am come into my garden, my sister,
{\ADD{my}} spouse:

\par }{\Q I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;

\par }{\Q I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;

\par }{\Q I have drunk my wine with my milk:

\par }{\Q Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{2}I sleep, but my heart waketh:

\par }{\Q {\ADD{It is}} the voice of my beloved that knocketh
{\ADD{saying}},

\par }{\Q Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled:

\par }{\Q For my head is filled
{\ADD{with}} dew,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} my locks
{\ADD{with}} the drops of the night.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on?

\par }{\Q I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?


\par }{\Q \VS{4}My beloved put in his hand by the hole
{\ADD{of the door}},

\par }{\Q And my bowels were moved for him.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}I rose up to open to my beloved;

\par }{\Q And my hands dropped
{\ADD{with}} myrrh,

\par }{\Q And my fingers
{\ADD{with}} sweet smelling myrrh,

\par }{\Q Upon the handles of the lock.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}I opened to my beloved;

\par }{\Q But my beloved had withdrawn himself,
{\ADD{and}} was gone:

\par }{\Q My soul failed when he spake:

\par }{\Q I sought him, but I could not find him;

\par }{\Q I called him, but he gave me no answer.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}The watchmen that went about the city found me,

\par }{\Q They smote me, they wounded me;

\par }{\Q The keepers of the walls took away my vail from me.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q If ye find my beloved, that ye tell him,

\par }{\Q That I
{\ADD{am}} sick of love.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{9}What
{\ADD{is}} thy beloved more than
{\ADD{another}} beloved, O thou fairest among women?

\par }{\Q What
{\ADD{is}} thy beloved more than
{\ADD{another}} beloved, that thou dost so charge us?


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{10}My beloved
{\ADD{is}} white and ruddy,

\par }{\Q The chiefest among ten thousand.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}His head
{\ADD{is as}} the most fine gold,

\par }{\Q His locks
{\ADD{are}} bushy,
{\ADD{and}} black as a raven.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}His eyes
{\ADD{are}} as
{\ADD{the eyes of}} doves by the rivers of waters,

\par }{\Q Washed with milk,
{\ADD{and}} fitly set.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}His cheeks
{\ADD{are}} as a bed of spices,
{\ADD{as}} sweet flowers:

\par }{\Q His lips
{\ADD{like}} lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.


\par }{\Q \VS{14}His hands
{\ADD{are as}} gold rings set with the beryl:

\par }{\Q His belly
{\ADD{is as}} bright ivory overlaid
{\ADD{with}} sapphires.


\par }{\Q \VS{15}His legs
{\ADD{are as}} pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold:

\par }{\Q His countenance
{\ADD{is}} as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.


\par }{\Q \VS{16}His mouth
{\ADD{is}} most sweet: yea, he
{\ADD{is}} altogether lovely.

\par }{\Q This
{\ADD{is}} my beloved, and this
{\ADD{is}} my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{6}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women?

\par }{\Q Whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{2}My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices,

\par }{\Q To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}I
{\ADD{am}} my beloved’s, and my beloved
{\ADD{is}} mine:

\par }{\Q He feedeth among the lilies.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{4}Thou
{\ADD{art}} beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah,

\par }{\Q Comely as Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q Terrible as
{\ADD{an army}} with banners.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me:

\par }{\Q Thy hair
{\ADD{is}} as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Thy teeth
{\ADD{are}} as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing,

\par }{\Q Whereof every one beareth twins, and
{\ADD{there is}} not one barren among them.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}As a piece of a pomegranate
{\ADD{are}} thy temples within thy locks.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}There
{\ADD{are}} threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,

\par }{\Q And virgins without number.


\par }{\Q \VS{9}My dove, my undefiled
{\ADD{is but}} one;

\par }{\Q She
{\ADD{is}} the
{\ADD{only}} one of her mother,

\par }{\Q She
{\ADD{is}} the choice one of her that bare her.

\par }{\Q The daughters saw her, and blessed her;

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Yea}}, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{10}Who
{\ADD{is}} she that looketh forth as the morning,

\par }{\Q Fair as the moon, clear as the sun,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} terrible as
{\ADD{an army}} with banners?


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{11}I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} to see whether the vine flourished,
{\ADD{and}} the pomegranates budded.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}Or ever I was aware,

\par }{\Q My soul made me
{\ADD{like}} the chariots of Ammi-nadib.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{13}Return, return, O Shulamite;

\par }{\Q Return, return, that we may look upon thee.

\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q What will ye see in the Shulamite?

\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q As it were the company of two armies.


\par }{\BB \par }


\PoetryChap{7}{\Q \VerseOne{1}How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter!

\par }{\Q The joints of thy thighs
{\ADD{are}} like jewels,

\par }{\Q The work of the hands of a cunning workman.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy navel
{\ADD{is like}} a round goblet,
{\ADD{which}} wanteth not liquor:

\par }{\Q Thy belly
{\ADD{is like}} a heap of wheat set about with lilies.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy two breasts
{\ADD{are}} like two young roes
{\ADD{that are}} twins.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy neck
{\ADD{is}} as a tower of ivory;

\par }{\Q Thine eyes
{\ADD{like}} the
{\ADD{fish}}pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim:

\par }{\Q Thy nose
{\ADD{is}} as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.


\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thine head upon thee
{\ADD{is}} like Carmel,

\par }{\Q And the hair of thine head like purple;

\par }{\Q The king
{\ADD{is}} held in the galleries.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!


\par }{\Q \VS{7}This thy stature is like to a palm tree,

\par }{\Q And thy breasts to clusters
{\ADD{of grapes}}.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}I said, I will go up to the palm tree,

\par }{\Q I will take hold of the boughs thereof:

\par }{\Q Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,

\par }{\Q And the smell of thy nose like apples;


\par }{\Q \VS{9}And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine,

\par }{\Q For my beloved, that goeth
{\ADD{down}} sweetly,

\par }{\Q Causing the lips of
{\ADD{those that are}} asleep to speak.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{10}I
{\ADD{am}} my beloved’s, and his desire
{\ADD{is}} towards me.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Come, my beloved, let us go forth
{\ADD{into}} the field;

\par }{\Q Let us lodge in the villages.


\par }{\Q \VS{12}Let us get up early to the vineyards;

\par }{\Q Let us see if the vine flourish,
{\ADD{whether}} the tender grape appear,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{And}} the pomegranates bud forth:

\par }{\Q There will I give thee my loves.


\par }{\Q \VS{13}The mandrakes give a smell,

\par }{\Q And at our gates
{\ADD{are}} all
{\ADD{manner of}} pleasant
{\ADD{fruits}},

\par }{\Q New and old,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Which}} I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.




\par }\PoetryChap{8}{\Q \VerseOne{1}O that thou
{\ADD{wert}} as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother!

\par }{\Q {\ADD{When}} I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;

\par }{\Q Yea, I should not be despised.


\par }{\Q \VS{2}I would lead thee,
{\ADD{and}} bring thee into my mother’s house,
{\ADD{who}} would instruct me:

\par }{\Q I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.


\par }{\Q \VS{3}His left hand
{\ADD{should be}} under my head,

\par }{\Q And his right hand should embrace me.


\par }{\Q \VS{4}I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

\par }{\Q That ye stir not up, nor awake
{\ADD{my}} love, until he please.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{5}Who
{\ADD{is}} this that cometh up from the wilderness,

\par }{\Q Leaning upon her beloved?

\par }{\Q I raised thee up under the apple tree:

\par }{\Q There thy mother brought thee forth:

\par }{\Q There she brought
{\ADD{thee}} forth
{\ADD{that}} bare thee.


\par }{\Q \VS{6}Set me as a seal upon thine heart,

\par }{\Q As a seal upon thine arm:

\par }{\Q For love
{\ADD{is}} strong as death;

\par }{\Q Jealousy
{\ADD{is}} cruel as the grave:

\par }{\Q The coals thereof
{\ADD{are}} coals of fire,

\par }{\Q {\ADD{Which hath}} a most vehement flame.


\par }{\Q \VS{7}Many waters cannot quench love,

\par }{\Q Neither can the floods drown it:

\par }{\Q If a man would give all the substance of his house for love,

\par }{\Q It would utterly be contemned.


\par }{\Q \VS{8}We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts:

\par }{\Q What shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?


\par }{\Q \VS{9}If she
{\ADD{be}} a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver:

\par }{\Q And if she
{\ADD{be}} a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{10}I
{\ADD{am}} a wall, and my breasts like towers:

\par }{\Q Then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.


\par }{\Q \VS{11}Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;

\par }{\Q He let out the vineyard unto keepers;

\par }{\Q Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand
{\ADD{pieces}} of silver.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{12}My vineyard, which
{\ADD{is}} mine,
{\ADD{is}} before me:

\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q Thou, O Solomon,
{\ADD{must have}} a thousand,

\par }{\Q And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{13}Thou that dwellest in the gardens,

\par }{\Q The companions hearken to thy voice:

\par }{\Q Cause me to hear
{\ADD{it}}.


\par }{\BB \par }
{\Q \VS{14}Make haste, my beloved,

\par }{\Q And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart

\par }{\Q Upon the mountains of spices.


\par }