Song of Songs 8
8
1Oh that thou wert as my brother,
That sucked the breasts of my mother!
When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;
Yea, and none would despise me.
2I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house,
Who would instruct me;
I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine,
Of the juice of my pomegranate.
3His left hand should be under my head,
And his right hand should embrace me.
4I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
That ye stir not up, nor awaken love,
Until it please.
5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness,
Leaning upon her beloved?
Under the apple tree I awakened thee:
There thy mother was in travail with thee,
There was she in travail that brought thee forth.
6Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm:
For love is strong as death;
Jealousy is cruel as the grave:
The flashes thereof are flashes of fire,
A very flame of the LORD.
7Many waters cannot quench love,
Neither can the floods drown it:
If a man would give all the substance of his house for love,
He would utterly be contemned.
8We have a little sister,
And she hath no breasts:
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she shall be spoken for?
9If she be a wall,
We will build upon her a turret of silver:
And if she be a door,
We will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof:
Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;
He let out the vineyard unto keepers;
Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me:
Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand,
And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
13Thou that dwellest in the gardens,
The companions hearken for thy voice:
Cause me to hear it.
14Make haste, my beloved,
And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart
Upon the mountains of spices.
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Song of Songs 8
8
1I wish that you were my brother,
that my mother had nursed you at her breast.
Then, if I met you in the street,
I could kiss you and no one would mind.
2I would take you to my mother's house,
where you could teach me love.
I would give you spiced wine,
my pomegranate wine to drink.
3Your left hand is under my head,
and your right hand caresses me.
4Promise me, women of Jerusalem,
that you will not interrupt our love.
The Sixth Song
The Women
5Who is this coming from the desert,
arm in arm with her lover?
The Woman
Under the apple tree I woke you,
in the place where you were born.
6Close your heart to every love but mine;
hold no one in your arms but me.
Love is as powerful as death;
passion is as strong as death itself.
It bursts into flame
and burns like a raging fire.
7Water cannot put it out;
no flood can drown it.
But if anyone tried to buy love with wealth,
contempt is all they would get.
The Woman's Brothers
8We have a young sister,
and her breasts are still small.
What will we do for her
when a young man comes courting?
9If she is a wall,
we will build her a silver tower.
But if she is a gate,
we will protect her with panels of cedar.
The Woman
10I am a wall,
and my breasts are its towers.
My lover knows that with him
I find contentment and peace.
The Man
11Solomon has a vineyard
in a place called Baal Hamon.
There are farmers who rent it from him;
each one pays a thousand silver coins.
12Solomon is welcome to his thousand coins,
and the farmers to 200 as their share;
I have a vineyard of my own!
13Let me hear your voice from the garden, my love;
my companions are waiting to hear you speak.
The Woman
14Come to me, my lover, like a gazelle,
like a young stag on the mountains where spices grow.
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