Song of Songs 8 – New International Version (NIV)
- 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 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.
- His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me.
- Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
Friends
- 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.
- 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]
- 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
- 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?
- 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
- I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.
- 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.
- 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
- You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
She
- Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.
Footnotes
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Song of Songs 8 – King James Version (KJV)
- O that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, I should not be despised.
- I would lead thee, And bring thee into my mother’s house, Who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine Of the juice of my pomegranate.
- His left hand should be under my head, And his right hand should embrace me.
- I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.
- Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: There thy mother brought thee forth: There she brought thee forth that bare thee.
- Set me as a seal upon thine heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as the grave: The coals thereof are coals of fire, Which hath a most vehement flame.
- Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can the floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
- We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for?
- If she be a wall, We will build upon her a palace of silver: And if she be a door, We will inclose her with boards of cedar.
- I am a wall, And my breasts like towers: Then was I in his eyes As one that found favour.
- Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
- My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
- Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Cause me to hear it.
- Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe Or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
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