< Song of Solomon 8 >

1 O that you were as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find you without, I would kiss you; yes, I should not be despised.
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?
2 I would lead you, and bring you into my mother’s house, who would instruct me: I would cause you to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
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.
3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
His left hand under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love till she please.
5 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree: there your mother brought you forth: there she brought you forth that bore you.
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.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which has a most vehement flame. (Sheol h7585)
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)
7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be scorned.
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.
8 We have a little sister, and she has no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
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?
9 If she be a wall, we will build on her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
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.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favor.
I am a wall: and my breasts are as a tower since I am become in his presence as one finding peace.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
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.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
My vineyard is before me. A thousand are for thee, the peaceable, and two hundred for them that keep the fruit thereof.
13 You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice: cause me to hear it.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the friends hearken: make me hear thy voice.
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be you like to a roe or to a young hart on the mountains of spices.
Flee away, O my beloved, and be like to the roe, and to the young hart upon the mountains of aromatical spices.

< Song of Solomon 8 >