< Song of Solomon 3 >

1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
עַל־מִשְׁכָּבִי֙ בַּלֵּילֹ֔ות בִּקַּ֕שְׁתִּי אֵ֥ת שֶׁאָהֲבָ֖ה נַפְשִׁ֑י בִּקַּשְׁתִּ֖יו וְלֹ֥א מְצָאתִֽיו׃
2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
אָק֨וּמָה נָּ֜א וַאֲסֹובְבָ֣ה בָעִ֗יר בַּשְּׁוָקִים֙ וּבָ֣רְחֹבֹ֔ות אֲבַקְשָׁ֕ה אֵ֥ת שֶׁאָהֲבָ֖ה נַפְשִׁ֑י בִּקַּשְׁתִּ֖יו וְלֹ֥א מְצָאתִֽיו׃
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
מְצָא֙וּנִי֙ הַשֹּׁ֣מְרִ֔ים הַסֹּבְבִ֖ים בָּעִ֑יר אֵ֛ת שֶׁאָהֲבָ֥ה נַפְשִׁ֖י רְאִיתֶֽם׃
4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but 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.
כִּמְעַט֙ שֶׁעָבַ֣רְתִּי מֵהֶ֔ם עַ֣ד שֶֽׁמָּצָ֔אתִי אֵ֥ת שֶׁאָהֲבָ֖ה נַפְשִׁ֑י אֲחַזְתִּיו֙ וְלֹ֣א אַרְפֶּ֔נּוּ עַד־שֶׁ֤הֲבֵיאתִיו֙ אֶל־בֵּ֣ית אִמִּ֔י וְאֶל־חֶ֖דֶר הֹורָתִֽי׃
5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
הִשְׁבַּ֨עְתִּי אֶתְכֶ֜ם בְּנֹ֤ות יְרוּשָׁלַ֙͏ִם֙ בִּצְבָאֹ֔ות אֹ֖ו בְּאַיְלֹ֣ות הַשָּׂדֶ֑ה אִם־תָּעִ֧ירוּ ׀ וְֽאִם־תְּעֹֽורְר֛וּ אֶת־הָאַהֲבָ֖ה עַ֥ד שֶׁתֶּחְפָּֽץ׃ ס
6 Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
מִ֣י זֹ֗את עֹלָה֙ מִן־הַמִּדְבָּ֔ר כְּתִֽימֲרֹ֖ות עָשָׁ֑ן מְקֻטֶּ֤רֶת מֹור֙ וּלְבֹונָ֔ה מִכֹּ֖ל אַבְקַ֥ת רֹוכֵֽל׃
7 Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
הִנֵּ֗ה מִטָּתֹו֙ שֶׁלִּשְׁלֹמֹ֔ה שִׁשִּׁ֥ים גִּבֹּרִ֖ים סָבִ֣יב לָ֑הּ מִגִּבֹּרֵ֖י יִשְׂרָאֵֽל׃
8 They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
כֻּלָּם֙ אֲחֻ֣זֵי חֶ֔רֶב מְלֻמְּדֵ֖י מִלְחָמָ֑ה אִ֤ישׁ חַרְבֹּו֙ עַל־יְרֵכֹ֔ו מִפַּ֖חַד בַּלֵּילֹֽות׃ ס
9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
אַפִּרְיֹ֗ון עָ֤שָׂה לֹו֙ הַמֶּ֣לֶךְ שְׁלֹמֹ֔ה מֵעֲצֵ֖י הַלְּבָנֹֽון׃
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
עַמּוּדָיו֙ עָ֣שָׂה כֶ֔סֶף רְפִידָתֹ֣ו זָהָ֔ב מֶרְכָּבֹ֖ו אַרְגָּמָ֑ן תֹּוכֹו֙ רָצ֣וּף אַהֲבָ֔ה מִבְּנֹ֖ות יְרוּשָׁלָֽ͏ִם׃
11 Go forth, O ye 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.
צְאֶ֧ינָה ׀ וּֽרְאֶ֛ינָה בְּנֹ֥ות צִיֹּ֖ון בַּמֶּ֣לֶךְ שְׁלֹמֹ֑ה בָּעֲטָרָ֗ה שֶׁעִטְּרָה־לֹּ֤ו אִמֹּו֙ בְּיֹ֣ום חֲתֻנָּתֹ֔ו וּבְיֹ֖ום שִׂמְחַ֥ת לִבֹּֽו׃ ס

< Song of Solomon 3 >