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Take me with you; come, let’s run!
    The king has brought me into his bedroom.

Young Women of Jerusalem

How happy we are for you, O king.
    We praise your love even more than wine.

Young Woman

How right they are to adore you.

I am dark but beautiful,
    O women of Jerusalem—
dark as the tents of Kedar,
    dark as the curtains of Solomon’s tents.
Don’t stare at me because I am dark—
    the sun has darkened my skin.
My brothers were angry with me;
    they forced me to care for their vineyards,
    so I couldn’t care for myself—my own vineyard.

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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