Song Of Songs 8

Song Of Songs 8

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Verse 1
If only you were to me like a brother,
    who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
“I wish you were like a brother to me.
    I wish my mother’s breasts had nursed you.
Then if I found you outside,
    I could kiss you.
    No one would look down on me.
Verse 2
I would lead you
    and bring you to my mother’s house—
    she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the nectar of my pomegranates.
I’d bring you to my mother’s house.
    She taught me everything I know.
I’d give you spiced wine to drink.
    It’s the juice of my pomegranates.
Verse 3
His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.
Your left arm is under my head.
    Your right arm is around me.
Verse 4
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
    Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.

Friends

Women of Jerusalem, make me a promise.
    Don’t stir up love.
    Don’t wake it up until it’s ready.”

The other women say

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

She

Under the apple tree I roused you;
    there your mother conceived you,
    there she who was in labor gave you birth.

“Who is this woman coming up from the desert?
    She’s leaning on the one who loves her.”

The woman says to the king

“Under the apple tree I woke you up.
    That’s where your mother became pregnant with you.
    She went into labor, and you were born there.

Verse 6
Place me like a seal over your heart,
    like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
    its jealousy[a] unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
    like a mighty flame.[b]
Hold me close to your heart where your royal seal is worn.
    Keep me as close to yourself as the bracelet on your arm.
My love for you is so strong it won’t let you go.
    Love is as powerful as death.
    Love’s jealousy is as strong as the grave.
Love is like a blazing fire.
    Love burns like a mighty flame.
Verse 7
Many waters cannot quench love;
    rivers cannot sweep it away.
If one were to give
    all the wealth of one’s house for love,
    it[c] would be utterly scorned.

Friends

No amount of water can put it out.
    Rivers can’t sweep it away.
Suppose someone offers
    all their wealth to buy love.
    That won’t even come close to being enough.”

The woman’s brothers say

Verse 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?
“We have a little sister.
    Her breasts are still small.
What should we do for our sister
    when she gets engaged?
Verse 9
If she is a wall,
    we will build towers of silver on her.
If she is a door,
    we will enclose her with panels of cedar.

She

If she were a wall,
    we’d build silver towers on her.
If she were a door,
    we’d cover her with cedar boards.”

The woman says to the king

Verse 10
I am a wall,
    and my breasts are like towers.
Thus I have become in his eyes
    like one bringing contentment.
“I am a wall.
    My breasts are like well-built towers.
So in your eyes I’ve become
    like someone who makes you happy.
Verse 11
Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon;
    he let out his vineyard to tenants.
Each was to bring for its fruit
    a thousand shekels[d] of silver.
Solomon, you had a vineyard in Baal Hamon.
    You rented your vineyard to others.
They had to pay 25 pounds
    of silver for its fruit.
Verse 12
But my own vineyard is mine to give;
    the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
    and two hundred[e] are for those who tend its fruit.

He

But I can give my own vineyard to anyone I want to.
    So I give my 25 pounds of silver to you, Solomon.
    Give 5 pounds to those who take care of its fruit.”

The king says

Verse 13
You who dwell in the gardens
    with friends in attendance,
    let me hear your voice!

She

“My love, you live in the gardens.
    My friends listen for your voice.
    But let me hear it now.”

The woman says

Verse 14
Come away, my beloved,
    and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
    on the spice-laden mountains.

“Come away with me, my love.
    Be like an antelope
or like a young deer
    on mountains that are full of spices.”