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The Bride Confesses Her Love
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
The Bride Confesses Her Love
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
The Friends
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. They love thee uprightly.
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. They love thee uprightly.
The Friends
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.
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.
The Bride
I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
The Bride
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
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 keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.
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.
Tell me, 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 veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
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?
Solomon Speaks
If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.
If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.
Solomon Speaks
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.
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.
I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
The Friends
We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.
We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.
The Friends
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
The Bride
While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
The Bride
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.
A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
Solomon
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.
Solomon
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
The Bride
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.
The Bride
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.