SONG OF SOLOMON 1 Parallel KJV
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KING JAMES VERSION (KJV)


1  The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

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

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

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 remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

5  I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

6  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.

7  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?

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.

9  I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

10  Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

11  We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

12  While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

13  A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

14  My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

15  Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

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

17  The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

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1  The song of songs, which is Solomons.

2  Let him kisse mee with the kisses of his mouth: for thy Loue is better then wine.

3  Because of the sauour of thy good ointments, thy name is as ointment powred forth, therefore doe the virgins loue thee.

4  Draw me, we will runne after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and reioyce in thee, we wil remember thy loue more then wine: the vpright loue thee.

5  I am blacke, but comely, (O ye daughters of Ierusalem) as the tents of Kedar, as the curtaines of Solomon.

6  Looke not vpon me because I am blacke, because the Sunne hath looked vpon me: my mothers children were angry with me, they made me the keeper of the vineyards, but mine owne vineyard haue I not kept.

7  Tell me, (O thou whom my soule loueth) where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flocke to rest at noone: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flockes of thy companions?

8   If thou know not (O thou fairest among women) goe thy way forth by the footsteps of the flocke, and feede thy kiddes beside the shepheards tents.

9  I haue compared thee, O my loue, to a company of horses in Pharaohs chariots.

10  Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of iewels, thy necke with chaines of golde.

11  Wee will make thee borders of golde, with studdes of siluer.

12   While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth foorth the smell thereof.

13  A bundle of myrrhe is my welbeloued vnto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

14  My beloued is vnto me, as a cluster of Camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

15  Behold, thou art faire, my loue: behold, thou art faire, thou hast doues eyes.

16  Behold, thou art faire, my beloued; yea pleasant: also our bedde is greene.

17  The beames of our house are Cedar, and our rafters of firre.