Song of Solomon 3
1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I did not find him.
Paa mit Leje om Natten søgte jeg ham, som min Sjæl har kær, jeg søgte, men fandt ham ikke.
2 I said, I will rise now, and go around the city. In the streets and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I did not find him.
»Saa staar jeg op og gaar om i Byen, om Paa dens Gader og Torve og søger ham, som min Sjæl har kær.« Jeg søgte, men fandt ham ikke.
3 The watchmen who go about the city found me. I said, Did ye see him whom my soul loves?
Vægterne, som færdes i Byen, traf mig: »Saa I mon ham, som min Sjæl har kær?«
4 It was but a little that I passed from 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.
Knap var jeg kommet forbi dem, saa fandt jeg ham, som min Sjæl har kær; jeg greb ham og slap ham ikke, før jeg fik ham ind i min Moders Hus, i hendes Kammer, som fødte mig.
5 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake love, until it please.
Jeg besværger eder, Jerusalems Døtre, ved Gazeller og Markens Hjorte: Gør ikke Kærligheden Uro, væk den ikke, før den ønsker det selv!
6 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
Hvad er det, som kommer fra Ørkenen i Støtter af Røg, omduftet af Myrra og Røgelse, alskens Vellugt?
7 Behold, it is the litter of Solomon. Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.
Se, det er Salomos Bærestol, omgivet af tresindstyve Helte, Israels Helte,
8 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword upon his thigh, because of fear in the night.
alle med Sværd i Haand, oplærte til Krig, hver med sit Sværd ved Lænd mod Nattens Rædsler.
9 King Solomon made himself a palanquin of the wood of Lebanon.
Kong Salomo laved sig en Bærekarm af Træ fra Libanon,
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the seat thereof of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.
gjorde dens Støtter af Sølv, dens Arme af Guld; i Midten er Ibenholt indlagt, Sædet er Purpur.
11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown with which his mother has crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Jerusalems Døtre, gaa ud og se paa Kong Salomo, paa Kronen, hans Moder kroned ham med paa hans Brudefærds Dag, hans Hjertens Glædes Dag!
