Song of Solomon 1 (asv)

^1:1The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.

^1:2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth;
For thy love is better than wine.
  ^1:3Thine oils have a goodly fragrance;
Thy name is as oil poured forth;
  Therefore do the virgins love thee.
^1:4Draw 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.

^1:5I am black¹, but comely,
  Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem,
As the tents of Kedar,
  As the curtains of Solomon.
^1:6Look 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.
^1:7Tell 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?

^1:8If 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.

^1:9I have compared thee, O my love,
  To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
^1:10Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair,
  Thy neck with strings of jewels.
^1:11We will make thee plaits of gold
  With studs of silver.

^1:12While the king sat at his table,
  My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
^1:13My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh,
  That lieth betwixt my breasts.
^1:14My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna-flowers
  n the vineyards of En-gedi. ^1:15Behold, thou art fair, my love;

Behold thou art fair;
  Thine eyes are as doves.
^1:16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved,
  yea, pleasant:
Also our couch is green.
  ^1:17The beams of our house are cedars,
  And our rafters are firs.