| New King James Version | NET Bible |
| 1The song of songs, which is Solomon’s. | 1Solomon's Most Excellent Love Song. |
| 2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth— For your love is better than wine. | 2Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately! For your lovemaking 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 colognes is delightful; your name is like the finest perfume. No wonder the 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. | 4Draw me after you; let us hurry! May the king bring me into his bedroom chambers! The Maidens to the Lover: We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. The Beloved to Her Lover: How rightly the young women adore you! |
| 5I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, Like the tents of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon. | 5I am dark but lovely, O maidens of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Qedar, lovely like the tent curtains of Salmah. |
| 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 burned my skin. My brothers were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards. Alas, my own vineyard I could not keep! |
| 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, O you whom my heart loves, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest your sheep during the midday heat? Tell me lest I wander around beside the flocks of your companions! |
| 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, O most beautiful of women, simply follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds. |
| 9I have compared you, my love, To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots. | 9The Lover to His Beloved: O my beloved, you are like a mare among Pharaoh's stallions. |
| 10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with chains of gold. | 10Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments; your neck is lovely with strings of jewels. |
| 11We will make you ornaments of gold With studs of silver. | 11We will make for you gold ornaments studded with silver. |
| 12While the king is at his table, My spikenard sends forth its fragrance. | 12While the king was at his banqueting table, my nard gave forth its fragrance. |
| 13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts. | 13My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh spending the night between my breasts. |
| 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms In the vineyards of En Gedi. | 14My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-Gedi. |
| 15Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes. | 15Oh, how beautiful you are, my beloved! Oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves! |
| 16Behold, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant! Also our bed is green. | 16Oh, how handsome you are, my lover! Oh, how delightful you are! The lush foliage is our canopied bed; |
| 17The beams of our houses are cedar, And our rafters of fir. | 17the cedars are the beams of our bedroom chamber; the pines are the rafters of our bedroom. |
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