Song of Solomon 8

1 Who makes you as a brother to me, Suckling the breasts of my mother? I find you outside, I kiss you, Indeed, they do not despise me,

Oh that thou werest as my brother that sucked the brestes of my mother: I would finde thee without, I would kisse thee, then they should not despise thee.

2 I lead you, I bring you into my mother’s house, She teaches me, I cause you to drink of the spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,

I will leade thee and bring thee into my mothers house: there thou shalt teache me: and I will cause thee to drinke spiced wine, and newe wine of the pomegranate.

3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.

His left hand shalbe vnder mine head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How you stir up, And how you wake the love until she pleases!

I charge you, O daughters of Ierusale, that you stir not vp, nor waken my loue, vntil she please.

5 Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hastening herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have awoken you, There your mother pledged you, There she [who] bore you gave a pledge.

(Who is this that commeth vp out of the wildernesse, leaning vpon her welbeloued?) I raysed thee vp vnder an apple tree: there thy mother conceiued thee: there she coceiued that bare thee.

6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of YAH! (Sheol h7585)

Set mee as a seale on thine heart, and as a signet vpon thine arme: for loue is strong as death: ielousie is cruel as the graue: the coles thereof are fierie coles, and a vehement flame. (Sheol h7585)

7 Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one gives all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down—they tread on it.

Much water can not quench loue, neither can the floods drowne it: If a man should giue all the substance of his house for loue, they would greatly contemne it.

8 We have a little sister, and she does not have breasts, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?

Wee haue a litle sister, and she hath no breastes: what shall we do for our sister when she shalbe spoken for?

9 If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.

If shee be a wall, we will builde vpon her a siluer palace: and if she be a doore, we wil keepe her in with bordes of cedar.

10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.

I am a wall, and my breasts are as towres: then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.

11 Solomon has a vineyard in Ba‘al-Hamon, He has given the vineyard to keepers, Each brings for its fruit one thousand pieces of silver;

Salomon had a vine in Baal-hamon: hee gaue the vineyarde vnto keepers: euery one bringeth for ye fruite thereof a thousand pieces of siluer.

12 My vineyard—my own—is before me, The one thousand [is] for you, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!

But my vineyarde which is mine, is before me: to thee, O Salomon appertaineth a thousand pieces of siluer, and two hundreth to them that keepe the fruite thereof.

13 The companions are attending to your voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,

O thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken vnto thy voyce: cause me to heare it.

14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!

O my welbeloued, flee away, and be like vnto the roe, or to the yong harte vpon ye mountaines of spices.