Song of Solomon 3

1 In my bed by night I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and found him not.

[[M.]] Upon my bed, in the night, I sought him whom my soul loveth; I sought him, but found him not.

2 I will rise, and will go about the city: in the streets and the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and I found him not.

I will arise now [[said I]], and go about the city; In the streets and the broad ways will I seek him whom my soul loveth; I sought him, but found him not.

3 The watchmen who keep the city, found me: Have you seen him, whom my soul loveth?

The watchmen who go about the city found me; “Have you seen [[said I]] him whom my soul loveth?”

4 When I had a little passed by them, I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him: and I will not let him go, till I bring him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that bore me.

I had but just passed them, When I found him whom my soul loveth; I held him, and would not let him go, Till I had brought him into my mother's house, Into the apartment of her that bore me.

5 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and the harts of the fields, that you stir not up, nor awake my beloved, till she please.

[[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem! By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please.

6 Who is she that goeth up by the desert, as a pillar of smoke of aromatical spices, of myrrh, and frankincense, and of all the powders of the perfumer?

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

7 Behold threescore valiant ones of the most valiant of Israel, surrounded the bed of Solomon?

Behold, the carriage of Solomon! Threescore valiant men are around it, Of the valiant men of Israel.

8 All holding swords, and most expert in war: every man’s sword upon his thigh, because of fears in the night.

They all wear swords, Being skilled in war. Every one hath his sword girt upon his thigh, On account of danger in the night.

9 King Solomon hath made him a litter of the wood of Libanus:

King Solomon made for himself a carriage Of the wood of Lebanon.

10 The pillars thereof he made of silver, the seat of gold, the going up of purple: the midst he covered with charity for the daughters of Jerusalem.

The pillars thereof he made of silver, The railing of gold, The seat of purple, Its interior curiously wrought by a lovely one of the daughters of Jerusalem.

11 Go forth, ye daughters of Sion, and see king Solomon in the diadem, wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the joy of his heart.

Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion! And behold King Solomon In the crown with which his mother crowned him, In the day of his espousals, In the day of the gladness of his heart.