Song of Solomon 1
Douay-Rheims Bible

The Bride Confesses Her Love

(Ephesians 5:22-33; 1 Peter 3:1-7)


2Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,

3Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.

The Friends

4Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.

The Bride

5I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

6Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.

7Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.

Solomon Speaks

8If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.

9To my company of horsemen, in Pharao's chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.

10Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove's, thy neck as jewels.

The Friends

11We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.

The Bride

12While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.

13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.

14A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.


15Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.

The Bride

16Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.


17The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.

Ecclesiastes 12
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