Song of Solomon 3

1 On my bed, in the nights, I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

Paa mit Leje om Natten søgte jeg den, som min Sjæl elsker; jeg søgte efter ham, men fandt ham ikke.

2 I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broadways Will I seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

Jeg vil dog staa op og gaa omkring i Staden, paa Stræderne og paa Gaderne, jeg vil søge efter den, som min Sjæl elsker; jeg søgte efter ham og fandt ham ikke.

3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: — Have ye seen him whom my soul loveth?

Vægterne, som gaa omkring i Staden, fandt mig; til dem sagde jeg: Have I set den, som min Sjæl elsker?

4 — Scarcely had I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: 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 that conceived me.

Næppe var jeg kommen forbi dem, førend jeg fandt den, som min Sjæl elsker; jeg greb ham og vil ikke lade ham fare, førend jeg faar bragt ham til min Moders Hus og til hendes Kammer, som undfangede mig.

5 I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.

Jeg besværger eder, I Jerusalems Døtre! ved Raaerne eller Hinderne paa Marken, at I ikke vække eller forstyrre den kære, førend hun har Lyst dertil.

6 Who is this, [she] that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant? ...

Hvo er hun, der kommer op fra Ørken, som Støtter af Røg, omduftet af Myrra og Virak, af alle Haande vellugtende Sager?

7 Behold his couch, Solomon's own: Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty of Israel.

Se Salomos Seng! der staar tresindstyve vældige trindt omkring den, af de vældige i Israel.

8 They all hold the sword, Experts in war; Each hath his sword upon his thigh Because of alarm in the nights.

Alle forstaa de at bruge Sværd, de ere oplærte til Krig; hver har sit Sværd ved sin Side imod Nattens Rædsel.

9 King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.

Kong Salomo lod sig gøre en Bærestol af Træ fra Libanon.

10 Its pillars he made of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple; The midst thereof was paved [with] love By the daughters of Jerusalem.

Dens Stolper gjorde han af Sølv og Ryggen dertil af Guld, dens Sæde af Purpur; dens Indre var belagt med Kærlighed af Jerusalems Døtre.

11 Go forth, daughters of Zion, 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.

I Zions Døtre! gaar ud og ser paa Kong Salomo med den Krone, som hans Moder kronede ham med paa hans Bryllupsdag og paa hans Hjertes Glædes Dag.