Song of Solomon 8

1 Oh, that you were like my brother,

Who nursed at my mother’s breasts!

IfI should find you outside,

I would kiss you;

I would not be despised.

2 I would lead youandbring you

# Into thehouse of my mother,

Shewhoused to instruct me.

# I would cause you to drink ofspiced wine,

Of the juice of my pomegranate.

3 His left handisunder my head,

And his right hand embraces me.

4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

Do not stir up nor awaken love

Until it pleases.

Love Renewed in Lebanon

5 Whoisthis coming up from the wilderness,

Leaning upon her beloved?

I awakened you under the apple tree.

There your mother brought you forth;

There shewhobore you broughtyouforth.

6 Set me as a seal upon your heart,

As a seal upon your arm;

For loveisasstrong as death,

# Jealousyascruel as the grave;

Its flamesareflames of fire,

A most vehement flame.

7 Many waters cannot quench love,

Nor can the floods drown it.

# If a man would give for love

All the wealth of his house,

It would be utterly despised.

8 We have a little sister,

And she has no breasts.

What shall we do for our sister

In the day when she is spoken for?

9 If sheisa wall,

We will build upon her

A battlement of silver;

And if sheisa door,

We will enclose her

With boards of cedar.

10 Iama wall,

And my breasts like towers;

Then I became in his eyes

As one who found peace.

11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon;

# He leased the vineyard to keepers;

Everyone was to bring for its fruit

A thousand silvercoins.

12 My own vineyardisbefore me.

You, O Solomon,mayhavea thousand,

And those who tend its fruit two hundred.

13 You who dwell in the gardens,

The companions listen for your voice—

# Let me hear it!

14 Make haste, my beloved,

# Andbe like a gazelle

Or a young stag

On the mountains of spices.

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