1The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:3And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices:4They have drawn thee:5I am black, but beautiful,6Look not upon me, because I am dark,7Tell me, thou whom my soul loves,8If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women,9I have likened thee, my companion,10How are thy cheeks beautiful as those of a dove,11We will make thee figures of gold12So long as the king was at table,13My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh;14My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor15Behold, thou art fair, my companion;16Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman,17The beams of our house are cedars,
Song of Solomon 1 — ENGLXXUP
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