The Young Shulammite Bride and Jerusalem’s Daughter’s

Song of Solomon 1:5-7 NASB

“I am black but 💕 lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, Like 👍 the tents 🏕️ of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon.

Do not 🌟 stare at me because I am swarthy, For the sun has burned me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me; They made me caretaker of the vineyards, But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.

Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, Where do you pasture your flock, Where do you make it lie down at noon?

For why should I be like 👍 one who veils herself

Besides the flocks of your companions?”