Hoheslied - Kapitel 1 Kap. 1 - Hoheslied

^[1]  The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

^[2]  Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for your love is better than wine.

^[3]  Because of the smell of your good ointments your name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love you.

^[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.

^[5]  I am black, but comely, O you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

^[6]  Look not 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 have I not kept.

^[7]  Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turns aside by the flocks of your companions? ¶

^[8]  If you know not, O you fairest among women, go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

^[9]  I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

^[10]  Your cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.

^[11]  We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver. ¶

^[12]  While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell thereof.

^[13]  A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.

^[14]  My beloved is to me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

^[15]  Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves’ eyes.

^[16]  Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant: also our bed is green.

^[17]  The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.