Song of Songs-8

(Amplified Bible)

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  • 1 The Lovers Speak “Oh, that you were like a brother to me,Who nursed at the breasts of my mother.If I found you out of doors, I would kiss you;No one would blame meordespise me, either.
  • 2 I would lead you and bring youInto the house of my mother, who used to instruct me;I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.
  • 3 Let his left hand be under my headAnd his right hand embrace me.”
  • 4 “I command you to take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem,That you do not rouse nor awaken my loveUntil she pleases.”
  • 5 “Who is this coming up from the wildernessLeaning upon her beloved?”“nder the apple tree I awakened you [to my love];There your mother was in labor with you,There she was in labor and gave you birth.
  • 6 Put me like a seal on your heart,Like a seal on your arm;For love is as strong as death,Jealousy is as severeandcruel as Sheol (the place of the dead).Its flashes are flashes of fire,[A most vehement flame] the very flame of theHeb YHWH (Yahweh).L!
  • 7 Many waters cannot quench love,Nor can rivers drown it.If a man would offer all the riches of his house for love,It would be utterly scornedanddespised.”
  • 8 “We have a little sisterAnd she has no breasts.What shall we do for our sisterOn the day when she is spoken for [in marriage]?
  • 9 If she is a wall (discreet, womanly),We will build on her a turret (dowry) of silver;But if she is a door (bold, flirtatious),We will enclose her with planks of cedar.”
  • 10 “I was a wall, and my breasts were like the towers.Then I became in the king’s eyesAs one [to be respected and allowed] to find peace.
  • 11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers;Each one was to bring him a thousandshekelsof silver for its fruit.
  • 12 My very own vineyard is at my disposal;The thousand [shekels of silver] are for you, O Solomon,And two hundred are for those who tend the fruit.”
  • 13 “O you who sit in the gardens,My companions are listening for your voice—Let me hear it.”
  • 14 “Hurry, my belovedandcome quickly,Like a gazelle or a young stag [taking me home]On the mountains of spices.”
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