| New Living Translation | Berean Study Bible |
| 1This is Solomon’s song of songs, more wonderful than any other. Young Woman | 1This is Solomon’s Song of Songs. |
| 2Kiss me and kiss me again, for your love is sweeter than wine. | 2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine. |
| 3How pleasing is your fragrance; your name is like the spreading fragrance of scented oils. No wonder all the young women love you! | 3The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you. |
| 4Take 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. | 4Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you. |
| 5I am dark but beautiful, O women of Jerusalem— dark as the tents of Kedar, dark as the curtains of Solomon’s tents. | 5I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. |
| 6Don’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. | 6Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected. |
| 7Tell me, my love, where are you leading your flock today? Where will you rest your sheep at noon? For why should I wander like a prostitute among your friends and their flocks? Young Man | 7Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions? |
| 8If you don’t know, O most beautiful woman, follow the trail of my flock, and graze your young goats by the shepherds’ tents. | 8If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds. |
| 9You are as exciting, my darling, as a mare among Pharaoh’s stallions. | 9I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots. |
| 10How lovely are your cheeks; your earrings set them afire! How lovely is your neck, enhanced by a string of jewels. | 10Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels. |
| 11We will make for you earrings of gold and beads of silver. Young Woman | 11We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver. |
| 12The king is lying on his couch, enchanted by the fragrance of my perfume. | 12While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance. |
| 13My lover is like a sachet of myrrh lying between my breasts. | 13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts. |
| 14He is like a bouquet of sweet henna blossoms from the vineyards of En-gedi. Young Man | 14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi. |
| 15How beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are like doves. Young Woman | 15How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves. |
| 16You are so handsome, my love, pleasing beyond words! The soft grass is our bed; | 16How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed. |
| 17fragrant cedar branches are the beams of our house, and pleasant smelling firs are the rafters. | 17The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs. |
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