I am black, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, like as the tents of the Kedarenes, and as the hangings of Solomon: but yet am I fair and well favored withal.

O how fair art thou, my beloved, how well favored art thou? Our bed is decked with flowers,

Thou art a well kept garden, O my sister, my spouse, thou are a well kept watering spring, and a sealed well.

Thou art a well of gardens, a well of living waters, which run down from Lebanon.