< Song of Solomon 8 >

1 Who shall give thee to me for my brother, sucking the breasts of my mother, that I may find thee without, and kiss thee, and now no man may despise me?
Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! Should I find thee without, I would kiss thee; And they would not despise me.
2 I will take hold of thee, and bring thee Into my mother’s house: there thou shalt teach me, and I will give thee a cup of spiced wine and new wine of my pomegranates.
I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house; Thou wouldest instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 His left hand under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.
4 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love till she please.
I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?
5 Who is this that cometh up from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I raised thee up: there thy mother was corrupted, there she was defloured that bore thee.
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.
6 Put me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy as hard as hell, the lamps thereof are fire and flames. (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters cannot quench charity, neither can the floods drown it: if a man should give all the substance of his house for love, he shall despise it as nothing.
Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
8 Our sister is little, and hath no breasts. What shall we do to our sister in the day when she is to be spoken to?
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 be a wall: let us build upon it bulwarks of silver: if she be a door, let us join it together with boards or 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 I am a wall: and my breasts are as a tower since I am become in his presence as one finding peace.
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
11 The peaceable had a vineyard, in that which hath people: he let out the same to keepers, every man bringeth for the fruit thereof 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 silver-pieces.
12 My vineyard is before me. A thousand are for thee, the peaceable, and two hundred for them that keep the fruit thereof.
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand [silver-pieces] be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.
13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the friends hearken: make me hear thy voice.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear [it].
14 Flee away, O my beloved, and be like to the roe, and to the young hart upon the mountains of aromatical spices.
Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.

< Song of Solomon 8 >