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| The Book of Song of Solomon 1 | ||||||||||||||||
| The Douay-Rheims Version Online Bible (DRV) | ||||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:1 | Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine, | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:2 | Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:3 | Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:4 | I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:5 | 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 the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:6 | 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. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:7 | If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:8 | To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:9 | Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove's, thy neck as jewels. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:10 | We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:11 | While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:12 | A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:13 | A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:14 | Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:15 | Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 1:16 | The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees. | |||||||||||||||
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