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1 Jag sökte om nattena i mine säng den min själ kär hade; jag sökte, men jag fann honom intet.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
2 Jag vill stå upp och gå omkring i staden, på gator och gränder, och söka den min själ kär hafver; jag sökte, men jag fann honom intet.
[I said], 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.
3 Mig funno väktarena, som kringom i staden gå: Hafven I icke sett den min själ kär hafver?
The watchmen that go about the city found me; [To whom I said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4 Då jag kom litet framom dem, så fann jag den min själ kär hafver; jag håller honom, och vill icke öfvergifva honom, tilldess jag hafver honom in uti mins moders hus, uti mins moders kammar.
It was but a little that I passed from them, When 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.
5 Jag besvär eder, I Jerusalems döttrar, vid rår och hinder på markene, att I icke uppväcken mina käro, eller omaken henne, tilldess henne sjelf lyster.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.
6 Ho är denna, som uppgår utur öknene, såsom en rök af myrrham, rökelse och allahanda apothekares pulver?
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant?
7 Si, omkring Salomos säng stå sextio starke, utaf de starka i Israel;
Behold, it is the litter of Solomon; Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty men of Israel.
8 Alle hålla de svärd, och äro behändige till strids; hvardera hafver sitt svärd vid sina sido, för fruktans skull, om nattena.
They all handle the sword, [and] are expert in war: Every man hath his sword upon his thigh, Because of fear in the night.
9 Konung Salomo lät göra sig ett sängerum af Libanons trä;
King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.
10 Dess stodar voro af silfver, täckelsen af guld, sätet af purpur, bottnen deruti var lusteliga lagd för Jerusalems döttrars skull.
He made the pillars thereof of silver, The bottom thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple, The midst thereof being paved with love, From the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Går ut, I Zions döttrar, och skåder Konung Salomo, i den krono, der hans moder honom med krönt hafver, på hans bröllopsdag, och på hans hjertas fröjds dag.
Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon, With the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the gladness of his heart.
