3 Draw me: we will run after thee in the odour of thine ointments. The king hath brought me into his cellars: we will rejoice & be glad in thee, mindful of thy breasts above wine: the righteous love thee.📜💬📚

4 I am black but beautiful, o ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tabernacles of Cedar, as the skins of Salomon.📜💬📚

5 Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me a keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.📜💬📚

6 Shew me o thou, whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.📜💬📚

7 If thou know not thy self, o most fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tabernacles of the pastors.📜💬📚

Friends Speak

8 To my company of horsemen, in the chariots of Pharao, have I likened thee, o my love.📜💬📚

Bridegroom Praises

9 Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtle-doves, thy neck as jewels.📜💬📚

10 We will make thee chains of gold, enamelled with silver.📜💬📚

Friends Contribute

11 Whilst the king was at his repose, my spikenard gave the odour thereof.📜💬📚

Bride Responds

12 A bundle of myrrh my beloved is to me, he shall abide between my breasts.📜💬📚

13 A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.📜💬📚

14 Behold thou art fair, o my love, behold thou art fair, thine eyes are as of doves'.📜💬📚

Bridegroom Replies

15 Behold thou are fair my beloved, & comely: our little bed is flourishing.📜💬📚

Bride Replies

16 The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.📜💬📚

Douay Rheims Original ↷

Song of Solomon 1 📜 📕 ↷