Song of Songs

1Chapter
1The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.

The Bride Confesses Her Love

2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is better than wine;
3your anointing oils are fragrant; your name is oil poured out; therefore virgins love you.
4We will exult and rejoice in you; we will extol your love more than wine; rightly do they love you.
5I am very dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6Do not gaze at me because I am dark, because the sun has looked upon me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept!
7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture your flock, where you make it lie down at noon; for why should I be like one who veils herself beside the flocks of your companions?

Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other

8If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, follow in the tracks of the flock, and pasture your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.
9I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.
10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11We will make for you ornaments of gold, studded with silver.
12While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance.
13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of Engedi.
15Behold, you are beautiful, my love; behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly delightful. Our couch is green;
17the beams of our house are cedar; our rafters are pine.
2Chapter
1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2As a lily among brambles, so is my love among the young women.
3As an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. With great delight I sat in his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
5Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me!
7I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.

The Bride Adores Her Beloved

8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice.
10My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away,
11for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
12The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13The fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
14O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the crannies of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
15Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.”
16My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies.
17Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on cleft mountains.
3Chapter

The Bride's Dream

1On my bed by night I sought him whom my soul loves; I sought him, but found him not.
2I will rise now and go about the city, in the streets and in the squares; I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but found him not.
3The watchmen found me as they went about in the city. “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
4Scarcely had I passed them when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her who conceived me.
5I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.

Solomon Arrives for the Wedding

6What is that coming up from the wilderness like columns of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the fragrant powders of a merchant?
7Behold, it is the litter of Solomon! Around it are sixty mighty men, some of the mighty men of Israel,
8all of them wearing swords and expert in war, each with his sword at his thigh, against terror by night.
9King Solomon made himself a carriage from the wood of Lebanon.
10He made its posts of silver, its back of gold, its seat of purple; its interior was inlaid with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
11Go out, O daughters of Zion, and look upon King Solomon, with the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, on the day of the gladness of his heart.
4Chapter

Solomon Admires His Bride's Beauty

1Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them has lost its young.
3Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.
4Your neck is like the tower of David, built in rows of stone; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that graze among the lilies.
6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go away to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
7You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.
8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Depart from the peak of Amana, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards.
9You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride; you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11Your lips drip nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue; the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12A garden locked is my sister, my bride, a spring locked, a fountain sealed.
13Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard,
14nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all choice spices—
15a garden fountain, a well of living water, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its spices flow.

Together in the Garden of Love

16Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.
5Chapter
1Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love!

The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

2I slept, but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking. “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.”
3I had put off my garment; how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet; how could I soil them?
4My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me.
5I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.
6I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer.
7The watchmen found me as they went about in the city; they beat me, they bruised me, they took away my veil, those watchmen of the walls.
8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love.
9What is your beloved more than another beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us?

The Bride Praises Her Beloved

10My beloved is radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.
11His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven.
12His eyes are like doves beside streams of water, bathed in milk, sitting beside a full pool.
13His cheeks are like beds of spices, mounds of sweet-smelling herbs. His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh.
14His arms are rods of gold, set with jewels. His body is polished ivory, bedecked with sapphires.
15His legs are alabaster columns, set on bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
16His mouth is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
6Chapter
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?

Together in the Garden of Love

2My beloved has gone down to his garden to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.

Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other

4You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm me— Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing; all of them bear twins; not one among them has lost its young.
7Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
9My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.
10“Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?”
11I went down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom.
12Before I was aware, my desire set me among the chariots of my kinsman, a prince.
13Why should you look upon the Shulammite, as upon a dance before two armies?
7Chapter
1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand.
2Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies.
3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus.
5Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses.
6How beautiful and pleasant you are, O loved one, with all your delights!
7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters.
8I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its fruit. Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples,
9It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth.
10I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.

The Bride Gives Her Love

11Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields and lodge in the villages;
12let us go out early to the vineyards and see whether the vines have budded, whether the grape blossoms have opened and the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.
13The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and beside our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
8Chapter

Longing for Her Beloved

1Oh that you were like a brother to me who nursed at my mother's breasts! If I found you outside, I would kiss you, and none would despise me.
2I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother— she who used to teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the juice of my pomegranate.
3His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me!
4I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.
5Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother was in labor with you; there she who bore you was in labor.
6Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord.
7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man offered for love all the wealth of his house, he would be utterly despised.

Final Advice

8We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is spoken for?
9If she is a wall, we will build on her a battlement of silver, but if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; then I was in his eyes as one who finds peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
12My vineyard, my very own, is before me; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.
13O you who dwell in the gardens, with companions listening for your voice; let me hear it.
14Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Study
Chapter 4
CSB

If this word-picture of the bride’s beauty is taken as a visual image, the effect is grotesque—hair like goats’ hair, teeth like shorn sheep, lips like string or rope, brow (or cheek) like sliced fruit, neck like a tower strung with shields, breasts like immature gazelles. But Hebrew word-pictures are not static photographic images; they attempt to convey the impression of dynamism, or strength and movement, in what is being described. It was the rich flow of the bride’s hair that the poet compared to a flock of goats streaming down the pastures of prosperous Gilead. The uniformity and cleanliness of her teeth and the richness of her lips were what those images sought to convey. The symmetry and smoothness of pomegranate halves made a fitting analogy for the bride’s cheeks; the pomegranate was used to decorate the robes of the high priest (Ex 28:33-34) and the capitals of the temple’s pillars (1Kg 7:18-20). The bride wore an elaborate necklace that reminded the poet of the shields hung on the battlements of Jerusalem—a symbol of her pride and strength of character, and perhaps of her inviolable virginity. Her breasts were not obtrusive, but shyly hid themselves like fawns feeding under the watchful eye of their mother.

ESV

The first part of v. 1 is repeated in v. 7, creating a literary envelope for a section that describes the woman’s physical beauty, starting at the eyes and working systematically downward. Although the metaphors are vivid, they are somewhat obscure to those who do not share the author’s culture, and one must be careful not to press them too far. Nevertheless, they should still cause an emotional response in the reader.

ESV

Gilead is the area surrounding the Jabbok River, which flows into the lower half of the Jordan River from the east.

ESV

twins … not one … has lost its young. All her teeth are present (a not-so-common occurrence in the ancient world) and attractively matched within her mouth.

ESV

Pomegranate is a fruit with an orange-red leathery skin and deep pink succulent fleshy sacks with a subtle taste that is refreshing in the heat of summer. The metaphor is picking up on the beautiful color of either the skin or the flesh of this fruit.

ESV

The Tower of David is unmentioned outside of the Song of Solomon and little is known about it. The association with David, however, heightens the sense of dignity already implicit in the image of a tower. Dignity, rather than the physical attributes of the tower, probably provides the point of comparison.

CSB

The explicit reference to “breasts” prompted early interpreters to treat the term as symbolic. The Targum (Aramaic translation and explanation of the OT) correlated two breasts with two messiahs, or with Moses and Aaron. Historically, Christian interpreters offered a variety of explanations. Some argued that the two breasts referred to the two Testaments, spiritually nourishing the church. Another perspective correlated the breasts with the dual commands to love God and to love one another. A third view believed the breasts symbolized Mount Ebal and Mount Gerizim (Dt 27:11-13), located north of Jerusalem, from which the Israelite tribes proclaimed the curses, or sanctions, of the covenant. It is not likely that mention of the breasts is especially intended to suggest the bride’s sexual appeal to the male, even in a literal reading; they were listed here along with other features of the bride that equally impressed the poet (Sg 4:1-7). It is only in modern times that women’s breasts have a “suggestive” connotation in Western culture. In ancient and medieval times they were symbols of their function: providing nourishment or nurture. Medieval illustrations exist, for example, of the Virgin Mary supplying milk from her breasts to the baby Jesus.

ESV

Fawns (young deer) refers to the youthful appearance of her two breasts. Gazelle probably refers to her appealingly sleek form.

ESV

This verse starts with a phrase similar to that of 2:17, indicating the man’s desire to spend time with the woman. The reference to a mountain and a hill could continue the theme of the previous verse and refer to the woman’s breasts or, alternatively, to the woman as a whole. The point is that being with her is like inhaling an intoxicating fragrance.

ESV

In the man’s eyes, this woman is without physical fault or flaw and is altogether beautiful.

ESV

Hermon (for which Senir is a synonym) is a peak in a range that starts in the extreme north of Israel near Dan and extends northward into Lebanon (and includes other peaks, such as Amana). These all represent the thought that the man is calling the woman from desolate places that have perils (cf. the references to lions and leopards). The term my bride (six times in 4:8–5:1 and nowhere else in the Song of Solomon) would seem appropriate only after the wedding; this probably indicates that this scene (4:1–5:1) also takes place in the woman’s dream, as she looks forward to what the wedding day will bring.

ESV

The heart was considered the center of one’s inner life, the place of thinking, feeling, and choosing (cf. Prov. 4:23). Sister was a common term of endearment between couples in the ancient Near East. glance of your eyes. See note on Song 6:5.

ESV

wine. See note on 1:2.

ESV

Whereas the woman’s lips and mouth were previously described in terms of beauty (v. 3), here her lips and tongue are described in terms of taste (nectar, honey, and milk, the latter two often being paired together in the Bible, as in the description of the Promised Land in Ex. 3:8). This heightens the sensuality of the man’s continued description of his beautiful bride-to-be.

CSB

Clearly, “garden” (v. 15; 5:1; 6:2) is a euphemism, a polite expression used to refer to delicate subjects. The fertility and lushness of the garden figuratively illustrates the woman’s most intimate physical characteristics. Significantly, the garden is “locked,” emphasizing chastity and therefore, inaccessibility to anyone except her husband.

ESV

A garden (more like modern parks than flowerbeds) is not only a welcoming place for lovers but is regularly associated with a woman’s sexuality in the ancient Near East. A spring or fountain reflects a similar concept (cf. Prov. 5:15–19). Notice that her garden and spring are locked, indicating that she reserves herself for her lover alone.

ESV

Her garden contains choicest fruits and spices in great array and abundance. See notes on 1:12 (nard) and 1:14 (henna).

ESV

Saffron is a kind of crocus with a purple flower, while calamus is a cane. Both can be used to produce a sweet-scented oil. Cinnamon is akin to the present-day aromatic bark, although its use was not limited to cooking (cf. Prov. 7:17, which also identifies aloes as a fragrant wood). On frankincense and myrrh, see notes on Song 1:13 and 3:6.

ESV

The garden-fountain metaphor is extended to indicate the refreshing quality of the woman’s sexuality. In Hebrew, living water refers to fresh running water, the best kind available (e.g., Lev. 14:5; Jer. 2:13; cf. John 4:10; 7:38), as opposed to ground water or water stored in a cistern.

ESV

Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. The reference to the winds may reflect the man’s desire for the woman to offer an invitation to him. This is granted in the second half of the verse.