8:1 Oh that you were as my brother, who sucked my mother's breasts? When I find You outside, I would kiss You; yea, none would despise me. |
8:2 I would lead You, and bring You into my mother's house. You would instruct me; I would cause You to drink spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate. |
8:3 His left hand would be under my head, and His right hand would embrace me. |
8:4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, why should you stir up or awaken love until it pleases? |
8:5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her Beloved? I awakened you under the apple tree; there your mother was in travail with you; there she was in travail and brought you forth. |
8:6 Set me as a seal on Your heart, as a seal on Your arm; for love is as strong as death. Jealousy is cruel as the grave; its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. |
8:7 Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the rivers overflow it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be scorned. |
8:8 We have a little sister, and she has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? |
8:9 If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver; and if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar. |
8:10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; thus I have become in His eyes as one finding peace. |
8:11 Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; everyone for its fruit was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. |
8:12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me; you, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and for the keepers of its fruit, two hundred. |
8:13 You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice—cause Me to hear it! |
8:14 Hurry, my Beloved, and be like a gazelle, or a young deer, the stag, on the mountains of spices. |