< Song of Solomon 8 >

1 Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother. If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would 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 would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink 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 would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
His left hand shalbe vnder mine head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
I charge you, O daughters of Ierusale, that you stir not vp, nor waken my loue, vntil she please.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
(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 love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of YHWH. (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 can't quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
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. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
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 will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards 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 like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
I am a wall, and my breasts are as towres: then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
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 own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
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 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice.
O thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken vnto thy voyce: cause me to heare it.
14 Come away, my beloved. Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
O my welbeloued, flee away, and be like vnto the roe, or to the yong harte vpon ye mountaines of spices.

< Song of Solomon 8 >