The Song of Solomon Chapter 1

The Young Shulammite Bride and Jerusalem’s Daughters

1:1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’sשְׁלֹמֹה‎
His two names mean “peaceful” and “friend of God”, both considered “predictive of the character of his reign Reign 970–931 BCE (hypothesized) For more info click here.
1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: because your love is better than wine.
1:3 Because of the savor of your good ointments your name is as ointment poured forth, So do the virgins love you.
1:4 Draw me, we will run after you: the king has brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine: the upright love you.
1:5 I am black, but comely, O ya’ll daughters of Jerusalemיְרוּשָׁלַם‎
Transliteration: yᵊrûšālam – Pronunciation: yer-oo-shaw-lah’-im – proper locative noun meaning “teaching of peace” or possession of peace – also called the city of David and Zion – the chief city of Palestine and capital of the united kingdom and the nation of Judah after the split For more info click here, like the tents of Kedarקֵדָר‎
Transliteration: qēḏār – meaning “dark” 1. a son of Ishmael 2. the descendants of Kedar For more info click here, like the curtains of Solomonשְׁלֹמֹה‎
His two names mean “peaceful” and “friend of God”, both considered “predictive of the character of his reign Reign 970–931 BCE (hypothesized) For more info click here.
1:6 Don’t look on me, because I am black, because the sun has looked on me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but my own vineyard I haven’t kept.
1:7 Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you makes your flock to rest at noon: for why should I be like one that turns aside by the flocks of your companions?

Solomon, the Lover, Speaks

1:8 If you don’t know, O you fairest among women, go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
1:9 I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
1:10 your cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.
1:11 We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.
1:12 While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell of it.
1:13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
1:14 My beloved is to me like a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
1:15 See, you are fair, my love; look, you are fair; you have doves’ eyes.
1:16 See, you are fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
1:17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.