| New King James Version | Holman Christian Standard Bible |
| 1The song of songs, which is Solomon’s. | 1 Solomon's Finest Song. W |
| 2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— For your love is better than wine. | 2Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine. |
| 3Because of the fragrance of your good ointments, Your name is ointment poured forth; Therefore the virgins love you. | 3The fragrance of your perfume is intoxicating; your name is perfume poured out. No wonder young women adore you. |
| 4Draw me away! We will run after you. The Shulamite The king has brought me into his chambers. The Daughters of Jerusalem We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will remember your love more than wine. The Shulamite Rightly do they love you. | 4Take me with you--let us hurry. Oh, that the king would bring me to his chambers. Y We will rejoice and be glad for you; we will praise your love more than wine. W It is only right that they adore you. |
| 5I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, Like the tents of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon. | 5Daughters of Jerusalem, I am dark like the tents of Kedar, yet lovely like the curtains of Solomon. |
| 6Do not look upon me, because I am dark, Because the sun has tanned me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; They made me the keeper of the vineyards, But my own vineyard I have not kept. | 6Do not stare at me because I am dark, for the sun has gazed on me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards. I have not kept my own vineyard. |
| 7Tell me, O you whom I love, Where you feed your flock, Where you make it rest at noon. For why should I be as one who veils herself By the flocks of your companions? | 7Tell me, you, the one I love: Where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you let them rest at noon? Why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions? M |
| 8If you do not know, O fairest among women, Follow in the footsteps of the flock, And feed your little goats Beside the shepherds’ tents. | 8If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents. |
| 9I have compared you, my love, To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots. | 9I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots. |
| 10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with chains of gold. | 10Your cheeks are beautiful with jewelry, your neck with its necklace. |
| 11We will make you ornaments of gold With studs of silver. | 11We will make gold jewelry for you, accented with silver. W |
| 12While the king is at his table, My spikenard sends forth its fragrance. | 12While the king is on his couch, my perfume releases its fragrance. |
| 13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts. | 13My love is a sachet of myrrh to me, spending the night between my breasts. |
| 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms In the vineyards of En Gedi. | 14My love is a cluster of henna blossoms to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi. M |
| 15Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes. | 15How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Your eyes are doves. W |
| 16Behold, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant! Also our bed is green. | 16How handsome you are, my love. How delightful! Our bed is lush with foliage; |
| 17The beams of our houses are cedar, And our rafters of fir. | 17the beams of our house are cedars, and our rafters are cypresses. |
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