Song of Solomon 8
8
1Oh, that you were like my brother,
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I should find you outside,
I would kiss you;
I would not be despised.
2I would lead you and bring you
Into the #Song 3:4house of my mother,
She who used to instruct me.
I would cause you to drink of #Prov. 9:2spiced wine,
Of the juice of my pomegranate.
(To the Daughters of Jerusalem)
3#Song 2:6His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
4#Song 2:7; 3:5I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.
Love Renewed in Lebanon
A Relative
5#Song 3:6Who is this coming up from the wilderness,
Leaning upon her beloved?
I awakened you under the apple tree.
There your mother brought you forth;
There she who bore you brought you forth.
The Shulamite to Her Beloved
6#Is. 49:16; Jer. 22:24; Hag. 2:23Set me as a seal upon your heart,
As a seal upon your arm;
For love is as strong as death,
#Prov. 6:34, 35Jealousy as cruel as the grave;
Its flames are flames of fire,
A most vehement flame.
7Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor can the floods drown it.
#Prov. 6:35If a man would give for love
All the wealth of his house,
It would be utterly despised.
The Shulamite’s Brothers
8#Ezek. 23:33We have a little sister,
And she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she is spoken for?
9If she is a wall,
We will build upon her
A battlement of silver;
And if she is a door,
We will enclose her
With boards of cedar.
The Shulamite
10I am a wall,
And my breasts like towers;
Then I became in his eyes
As one who found peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon;
#Matt. 21:33He leased the vineyard to keepers;
Everyone was to bring for its fruit
A thousand silver coins.
(To Solomon)
12My own vineyard is before me.
You, O Solomon, may have a thousand,
And those who tend its fruit two hundred.
The Beloved
13You who dwell in the gardens,
The companions listen for your voice—
#Song 2:14Let me hear it!
The Shulamite
14#Rev. 22:17, 20Make haste, my beloved,
And #Song 2:7, 9, 17be like a gazelle
Or a young stag
On the mountains of spices.
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The Holy Bible, New King James Version, Copyright © 1982 Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
Song 8
8
Longing for Her Beloved
1O 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.
2I 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.
3His left hand is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.
4O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until the time is right.
The Friends
5Who 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.
6Set me as a seal over your heart,
as a seal upon your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
its jealousy #8:6 Or passion as unrelenting as Sheol.
Its sparks are fiery flames,
the fiercest blaze of all.
7Mighty waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot sweep it away.
If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love,
his offer would be utterly scorned.
The Friends
8We 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?
9If 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
10I am a wall,
and my breasts are like towers.
So I have become in his eyes
like one who brings peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon.
He leased it to the tenants.
For its fruit, each was to bring
a thousand shekels of silver.#8:11 Hebrew a thousand of silver; that is, approximately 25.1 pounds or 11.4 kilograms of silver
12But 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 Bridegroom
13You who dwell in the gardens,
my companions are listening for your voice.
Let me hear it!
The Bride
14Come away, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or a young stag
on the mountains of spices.
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