Song of Solomon 8

Longing for Her Beloved

1 O that you [were] to me like a brother who nursed at my mother’s breasts! If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me. 2 I would lead you and bring you to the house of my mother who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates. 3 His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me. 4 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.

The Friends

5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved?

The Bride

I roused you under the apple tree; there your mother conceived you, there she travailed and brought you forth.
6 Set me as a seal over your heart, as a seal upon your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy
Or passion
as unrelenting as Sheol. Its sparks are fiery flames, the fiercest blaze of all.
7 Mighty waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned .

The Friends

8 We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for? 9 If she is a wall, we will build a tower of silver to protect her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.

The Bride

10 I am a wall and my breasts are like towers. So I have become in his eyes like one who brings peace. 11 Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He leased [it] to the tenants. For its fruit, each was to bring a thousand [shekels]
That is, about 25 pounds or 11.34 kilograms; also in verse 12
of silver.
12 [But] my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand [shekels] are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.

The Groom

13 You who dwell in the gardens, [my] companions are listening for your voice. Let me hear it!

The Bride

14 Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
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