His reputation was known throughout the surrounding nations. Solomon wrote 3,000 proverbs and 1,005 songs.

The Most Beautiful Song by Solomon. Let him kiss me over and over again! Your love is better than wine.

Let him kiss me over and over again! Your love is better than wine.

Let him kiss me over and over again! Your love is better than wine. The fragrance of your perfumed oil is wonderful. Your name is perfume poured out. Therefore the young women love you.

The fragrance of your perfumed oil is wonderful. Your name is perfume poured out. Therefore the young women love you. Take me with you! Let's run away! Let the king bring me into his private chambers. The daughters of Jerusalem will rejoice and be happy for you. We will value your love more than wine. They love you appropriately.

Take me with you! Let's run away! Let the king bring me into his private chambers. The daughters of Jerusalem will rejoice and be happy for you. We will value your love more than wine. They love you appropriately.

Take me with you! Let's run away! Let the king bring me into his private chambers. The daughters of Jerusalem will rejoice and be happy for you. We will value your love more than wine. They love you appropriately.

Take me with you! Let's run away! Let the king bring me into his private chambers. The daughters of Jerusalem will rejoice and be happy for you. We will value your love more than wine. They love you appropriately. The daughters of Jerusalem, I'm dark and lovely like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

The daughters of Jerusalem, I'm dark and lovely like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon. Don't stare at me because I'm dark; the sun has tanned me. My mother's sons were angry with me. They made me the caretaker of the vineyards, but I didn't take care of my own vineyard.

Don't stare at me because I'm dark; the sun has tanned me. My mother's sons were angry with me. They made me the caretaker of the vineyards, but I didn't take care of my own vineyard. Tell me, you whom I love, where do you graze your flock? Where do you make your flock lie down at noon? Why should I be considered a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?

Tell me, you whom I love, where do you graze your flock? Where do you make your flock lie down at noon? Why should I be considered a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions? If you don't know, most beautiful of women, go out after the flock and graze your young goats beside the shepherd's tents. read more. My darling, I compare you to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.

My darling, I compare you to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots. Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.

Look at you! You are beautiful, my darling. Look at you! You are so beautiful. Your eyes are doves. Look at you! You are handsome, my beloved, truly lovely. How lush is our couch.

I'm a flower from Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

He has brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love.

He has brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love. Sustain me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I'm weak with love.

Sustain me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I'm weak with love. I wish that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand were embracing me! read more. Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!

Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!

Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time! The voice of my beloved! Look! He's coming, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.

The voice of my beloved! Look! He's coming, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.

The voice of my beloved! Look! He's coming, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, gazing through the lattice.

My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, gazing through the lattice.

My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, gazing through the lattice. My beloved spoke to me: "Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on. read more. Look! Winter is past. The rain is over and gone. Blossoms have appeared in the land. The season of songbirds has arrived, and cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land. The fig tree has produced its fruit, the grapevines have blossomed and exude their fragrance. "Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on. My dove, in the hidden places of the rocks, in the secret places of the cliffs, show me your form, and let me hear your voice. For your voice is pleasant, and your shape is lovely.

My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him. He is the one who shepherds his flock among the lilies.

My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him. He is the one who shepherds his flock among the lilies.

My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him. He is the one who shepherds his flock among the lilies. Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn around, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn around, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn around, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

Night after night on my bed, I sought the one I love; I sought him, but didn't find him.

Night after night on my bed, I sought the one I love; I sought him, but didn't find him.

Night after night on my bed, I sought the one I love; I sought him, but didn't find him.

Night after night on my bed, I sought the one I love; I sought him, but didn't find him. I'll get up and go all around the city, throughout the streets, and in the squares. I'll seek the one I love. I sought him, but didn't find him.

I'll get up and go all around the city, throughout the streets, and in the squares. I'll seek the one I love. I sought him, but didn't find him. The watchmen who go all around the city found me. I asked, "Have you seen the one I love?"

The watchmen who go all around the city found me. I asked, "Have you seen the one I love?" I had just passed them when I found the one I love. I held him and wouldn't let him go until I brought him to my mother's house, to the room of the one who conceived me.

I had just passed them when I found the one I love. I held him and wouldn't let him go until I brought him to my mother's house, to the room of the one who conceived me. Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!

Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time! What is this coming up from the desert like columns of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and incense from all the fragrant powders of the merchant?

What is this coming up from the desert like columns of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and incense from all the fragrant powders of the merchant?

What is this coming up from the desert like columns of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and incense from all the fragrant powders of the merchant? Look! It's Solomon's sedan chair, with 60 of the best soldiers in Israel surrounding it.

Look! It's Solomon's sedan chair, with 60 of the best soldiers in Israel surrounding it. All of them are wearing swords and are experienced in battle. Each has his sword on his thigh, ready for the terror of the night. read more. King Solomon made the sedan chair for himself from the trees of Lebanon.

King Solomon made the sedan chair for himself from the trees of Lebanon. He made its posts of silver, its back of gold. Its seat was purple, and its interior was lovingly inlaid by the young women of Jerusalem.

He made its posts of silver, its back of gold. Its seat was purple, and its interior was lovingly inlaid by the young women of Jerusalem.

He made its posts of silver, its back of gold. Its seat was purple, and its interior was lovingly inlaid by the young women of Jerusalem. Come out, young women of Zion, and see King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day his day of great delight.

Come out, young women of Zion, and see King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day his day of great delight.

Come out, young women of Zion, and see King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day his day of great delight.

Come out, young women of Zion, and see King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day his day of great delight.

Look at you! You are beautiful, my darling. Look at you! You are so beautiful. Your eyes behind your veil are doves, your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mt. Gilead.

Look at you! You are beautiful, my darling. Look at you! You are so beautiful. Your eyes behind your veil are doves, your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mt. Gilead.

Look at you! You are beautiful, my darling. Look at you! You are so beautiful. Your eyes behind your veil are doves, your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mt. Gilead. Your teeth are like a flock of sheep about to be sheared, who are coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young.

Your teeth are like a flock of sheep about to be sheared, who are coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young. Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Behind your veil, your temple is like a slice of pomegranate. read more. Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones. A thousand shields are hung upon it, all the shields of the warriors. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies. Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I'll go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.

Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I'll go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense. My darling, you are altogether beautiful and there is no blemish in you. read more. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. May you journey from the top of Amana, from the tops of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountain lairs of leopards.

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. May you journey from the top of Amana, from the tops of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountain lairs of leopards.

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. May you journey from the top of Amana, from the tops of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountain lairs of leopards. You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride. You have made my heart beat faster with one glance of your eyes, with one strand of your necklace. read more. How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride. How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all kinds of spices. Your lips drip honey, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The scent of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. My sister, my bride, is a locked garden a locked rock garden, a sealed up spring.

My sister, my bride, is a locked garden a locked rock garden, a sealed up spring. Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with choice fruit, henna with nard, read more. nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, along with myrrh and aloes, and all the finest spices.

Awake, north wind, and come, south wind. Make my garden breathe out, let its fragrance flow. Let my beloved come into his garden, and let him eat its choicest fruits.

I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love.

I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love.

I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love. I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night." "I've taken off my clothes am I supposed to put them on again? I've washed my feet am I supposed to get them dirty again?" read more. My beloved reached out his hand for the latch. My feelings for him were aroused.

My beloved reached out his hand for the latch. My feelings for him were aroused. I got up to open the door, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handle of the lock.

I got up to open the door, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handle of the lock. I opened the door for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away; he was gone! My very life went out when he departed. I searched for him, but couldn't find him. I called out to him, but he didn't answer.

I opened the door for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away; he was gone! My very life went out when he departed. I searched for him, but couldn't find him. I called out to him, but he didn't answer.

I opened the door for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away; he was gone! My very life went out when he departed. I searched for him, but couldn't find him. I called out to him, but he didn't answer. The watchmen making their rounds through the city found me. They beat me, they bruised me. Those guarding the walls took my cloak from me.

The watchmen making their rounds through the city found me. They beat me, they bruised me. Those guarding the walls took my cloak from me.

The watchmen making their rounds through the city found me. They beat me, they bruised me. Those guarding the walls took my cloak from me. I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love."

I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love."

I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love."

I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love." What is so special about your beloved, most beautiful of women? What is so special about your beloved, that you charge us like this?

His head is pure gold, his hair is wavy, black like a raven.

His cheeks are like beds of spices, like towers of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with liquid myrrh.

My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze his flock in the gardens and gather lilies. I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me. He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies.

I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me. He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies. You are beautiful, my darling, like Tirzah, lovely like Jerusalem, as awesome as an army with banners.

Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young.

Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young.

Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from being washed. All of them are twins, not one has lost her young.

There are sixty queens and eighty mistresses, and too many young women to count,

There are sixty queens and eighty mistresses, and too many young women to count, but my dove, my perfect one, is unique. She's unique to her mother, she's pure to the one who gave birth to her. Young women see her and call her blessed, queens and mistresses praise her. read more. Who is this who appears like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?

Who is this who appears like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?

Who is this who appears like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?

Who is this who appears like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners? I went down to the walnut orchard, to look at the green sprouts in the valley, to see whether the vine had budded, whether the pomegranates had blossomed.

Return, return, Shulammite, return, return, so we may look at you! Why should you look at the Shulammite, like you watch the dance of the two camps?

How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble lady. The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of a skilled artist's hands.

How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble lady. The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of a skilled artist's hands.

How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble lady. The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of a skilled artist's hands.

I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples.

I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples.

I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples.

I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages.

Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages.

The mandrakes give off their fragrance, and over our doors are all the choice fruits, both old and new, that I've stored up for you, my beloved.

If only you were like a brother to me, like one who nursed at my mother's breasts. If I found you outside I would kiss you, and no one would view me with contempt. I would lead you, I would bring you to the house of my mother who used to teach me. I would give you some spiced wine to drink, from the juice of my pomegranates.

I would lead you, I would bring you to the house of my mother who used to teach me. I would give you some spiced wine to drink, from the juice of my pomegranates.

Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!

Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time!

Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem, that you won't awaken or arouse love before its proper time! Who is this coming up from the desert, leaning on her beloved? Under theapple tree I awakened you. There your mother had gone into labor with you; there she went into labor and gave birth to you.

Who is this coming up from the desert, leaning on her beloved? Under theapple tree I awakened you. There your mother had gone into labor with you; there she went into labor and gave birth to you. Set me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, passion as intense as Sheol. The flames of love are flames of fire, a blaze that comes from the LORD.

Set me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, passion as intense as Sheol. The flames of love are flames of fire, a blaze that comes from the LORD.

Set me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, passion as intense as Sheol. The flames of love are flames of fire, a blaze that comes from the LORD. Mighty bodies of water cannot extinguish love, rivers cannot put it out. If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, he would surely be viewed with contempt. read more. We have a little sister, and she has not yet reached maturity. What will we do for our sister to prepare her for her engagement?

We have a little sister, and she has not yet reached maturity. What will we do for our sister to prepare her for her engagement?

We have a little sister, and she has not yet reached maturity. What will we do for our sister to prepare her for her engagement? If she's a wall, on her we will build a battlement of silver. If she's a door, we will enclose her with planks of cedar.

If she's a wall, on her we will build a battlement of silver. If she's a door, we will enclose her with planks of cedar.

If she's a wall, on her we will build a battlement of silver. If she's a door, we will enclose her with planks of cedar. I was a wall and my breasts were like towers. Then I became like one who finds peace in his eyes.

I was a wall and my breasts were like towers. Then I became like one who finds peace in his eyes.

I was a wall and my breasts were like towers. Then I became like one who finds peace in his eyes. Solomon has a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers each one is to bring 1,000 pieces of silver in exchange for its fruit.

Solomon has a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers each one is to bring 1,000 pieces of silver in exchange for its fruit. My vineyard belongs to me and is at my disposal. The 1,000 are for you, Solomon, and 200 are for those who take care of its fruit.

My vineyard belongs to me and is at my disposal. The 1,000 are for you, Solomon, and 200 are for those who take care of its fruit. You who sit in the gardens, companions are listening for your voice, but let me hear it.

You who sit in the gardens, companions are listening for your voice, but let me hear it. Come quickly, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.

Come quickly, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.

Come quickly, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.