1901 American Standard Version (ASV)
Song of Songs 1
1 The Church's love unto Christ. 5 She confesseth her deformity, 7 and prayeth to be directed to his flock. 8 Christ directeth her to the shepherd's tents: 9 and shewing his love to her, 11 giveth her gracious promises. 12 The Church and Christ congratulate one another.
1:1 ¶ The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
1:3 Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.
1:4 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 make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.
1:5 I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
1:6 Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; [But] mine own vineyard have I not kept.
1:7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest [it] to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
1:8 ¶ 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.
1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
1:10 Thy cheeks are comely with plaits [of hair], Thy neck with strings of jewels.
1:11 We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.
1:12 ¶ While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
1:13 My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.
1:14 My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.
1:15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves.
1:16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.
1:17 The beams of our house are cedars, [And] our rafters are firs.
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