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
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.
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.
12My own vineyard is before me.
You, O Solomon, may have a thousand,
And those who tend its fruit two hundred.
13You who dwell in the gardens,
The companions listen for your voice—
#Song 2:14Let me hear it!
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.