< Song of Songs 3 >

1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he hearkened not to me.
فِي ٱللَّيْلِ عَلَى فِرَاشِي طَلَبْتُ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي. طَلَبْتُهُ فَمَا وَجَدْتُهُ.١
2 I will rise now, and go about in the city, in the market-places, and in the streets, and I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
إِنِّي أَقُومُ وَأَطُوفُ فِي ٱلْمَدِينَةِ، فِي ٱلْأَسْوَاقِ وَفِي ٱلشَّوَارِعِ، أَطْلُبُ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي. طَلَبْتُهُ فَمَا وَجَدْتُهُ.٢
3 The watchmen who go their rounds in the city found me. [I said], Have ye seen him whom my soul loves?
وَجَدَنِي ٱلْحَرَسُ ٱلطَّائِفُ فِي ٱلْمَدِينَةِ، فَقُلْتُ: «أَرَأَيْتُمْ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي؟»٣
4 [It was] as a little [while] after I parted from them, that I found him whom my soul loves: I held him, and did not let him go, until I brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
فَمَا جَاوَزْتُهُمْ إِلَّا قَلِيلًا حَتَّى وَجَدْتُ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي، فَأَمْسَكْتُهُ وَلَمْ أَرْخِهِ، حَتَّى أَدْخَلْتُهُ بَيْتَ أُمِّي وَحُجْرَةَ مَنْ حَبِلَتْ بِي.٤
5 I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that ye rouse not nor awake [my] love, until he please.
أُحَلِّفُكُنَّ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ بِٱلظِّبَاءِ وَبِأَيَائِلِ ٱلْحَقْلِ، أَلَّا تُيَقِّظْنَ وَلَا تُنَبِّهْنَ ٱلْحَبِيبَ حَتَّى يَشَاءَ.٥
6 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness as pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the perfumer?
مَنْ هَذِهِ ٱلطَّالِعَةُ مِنَ ٱلْبَرِّيَّةِ كَأَعْمِدَةٍ مِنْ دُخَانٍ، مُعَطَّرَةً بِٱلْمُرِّ وَٱللُّبَانِ وَبِكُلِّ أَذِرَّةِ ٱلتَّاجِرِ؟٦
7 Behold Solomon's bed; sixty mighty men of the mighty ones of Israel are round about it.
هُوَذَا تَخْتُ سُلَيْمَانَ حَوْلَهُ سِتُّونَ جَبَّارًا مِنْ جَبَابِرَةِ إِسْرَائِيلَ.٧
8 They all hold a sword, being expert in war: every man [has] his sword upon his thigh because of fear by night.
كُلُّهُمْ قَابِضُونَ سُيُوفًا وَمُتَعَلِّمُونَ ٱلْحَرْبَ. كُلُّ رَجُلٍ سَيْفُهُ عَلَى فَخْذِهِ مِنْ هَوْلِ ٱللَّيْلِ.٨
9 King Solomon made himself a litter of woods of Lebanon.
اَلْمَلِكُ سُلَيْمَانُ عَمِلَ لِنَفْسِهِ تَخْتًا مِنْ خَشَبِ لُبْنَانَ.٩
10 He made the pillars of it silver, the bottom of it gold, the covering of it scarlet, in the midst of it a pavement of love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
عَمِلَ أَعْمِدَتَهُ فِضَّةً، وَرَوَافِدَهُ ذَهَبًا، وَمَقْعَدَهُ أُرْجُوانًا، وَوَسَطَهُ مَرْصُوفًا مَحَبَّةً مِنْ بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ.١٠
11 Go forth, ye daughters of Sion, and behold king Solomon, with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him, in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
اُخْرُجْنَ يَا بَنَاتِ صِهْيَوْنَ، وَٱنْظُرْنَ ٱلْمَلِكَ سُلَيْمَانَ بِٱلتَّاجِ ٱلَّذِي تَوَّجَتْهُ بِهِ أُمُّهُ فِي يَوْمِ عُرْسِهِ، وَفِي يَوْمِ فَرَحِ قَلْبِهِ.١١

< Song of Songs 3 >