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Draw me after you, let us run!
The king has brought me into his chambers.

Chorus: Daughters of Zion

Let us rejoice and be glad in you;
    let us extol your love more than wine.
Rightly do they love you!

The Bride

I am black, but beautiful,
    O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
    like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not gaze at me because I am dark,
    because the sun has looked on me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me
    and made me keeper of the vineyards;
    my very own vineyard I have not kept.

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Take me away with you—let us hurry!
    Let the king bring me into his chambers.(A)

Friends

We rejoice and delight(B) in you[a];
    we will praise your love(C) more than wine.

She

How right they are to adore you!

Dark am I, yet lovely,(D)
    daughters of Jerusalem,(E)
dark like the tents of Kedar,(F)
    like the tent curtains of Solomon.[b]
Do not stare at me because I am dark,
    because I am darkened by the sun.
My mother’s sons were angry with me
    and made me take care of the vineyards;(G)
    my own vineyard I had to neglect.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 1:4 The Hebrew is masculine singular.
  2. Song of Songs 1:5 Or Salma