Song of Solomon 1:3-5

Darby Translation

³ Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.

⁴ Draw me, we will run after thee!—The king hath brought me into his chambers—We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.

⁵ I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.