< Song of Solomon 8 >

1 Bride to Groom: Who will give you to me as my brother, feeding from the breasts of my mother, so that I may discover you outside, and may kiss you, and so that now no one may despise me?
Oh that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! [when] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, and none would despise me.
2 I will take hold of you and lead you into my mother’s house. There you will teach me, and I will give you a cup of spiced wine, and of new wine from my pomegranates.
I would lead thee, [and] bring thee into my mother’s house, who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
4 Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, until she wills.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awaken love, until it please.
5 Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who ascends from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Groom to Bride: Under the apple tree, I awakened you. There your mother was corrupted. There she who bore you was violated.
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened thee: there thy mother was in travail with thee, there was she in travail that brought thee forth.
6 Set me like a seal upon your heart, like a seal upon your arm. For love is strong, like death, and envy is enduring, like hell: their lamps are made of fire and flames. (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the flashes thereof are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. (Sheol h7585)
7 A multitude of waters cannot extinguish love, nor can a river overwhelm it. If a man were to give all the substance of his house in exchange for love, he would despise it as nothing.
Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, he would utterly be contemned.
8 Chorus: Our sister is little and has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is called upon?
We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
9 If she is a wall, let us build a rampart of silver upon it. If she is a door, let us join it together with boards of cedar.
If she be a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver: and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 Bride to Chorus: I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers, since, in his presence, I have become like one who has discovered peace.
I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers [thereof]: then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.
11 The peaceful one had a vineyard, in that which held the peoples. He handed it on to the caretakers; a man brought, in exchange for its fruit, a thousand pieces of silver.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand [pieces] of silver.
12 Groom: My vineyard is before me. The thousand is for your peacefulness, and two hundred is for those who care for its fruit.
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
13 Bride to Groom: Your friends are attentive to those who have been dwelling in the gardens. Cause me to heed your voice.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken for thy voice: cause me to hear it.
14 Flee away, my beloved, and become like the doe and the young stag upon the mountains of aromatic plants.
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

< Song of Solomon 8 >