Song of Solomon 8

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1“Oh that you were like a brother to me Who nursed at my mother’s breasts. If I found you outside, I would kiss you; No one would despise me, either.

2I would lead you and bring you Into the house of my mother, who used to teach me; I would give you spiced wine to drink from the sweet wine of my pomegranates.

3Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me.”

4“I call you to solemnly swear, O daughters of Jerusalem, Why should you arouse or awaken my love Until she pleases?”

5“Who is this coming up from the wilderness Leaning on her beloved?” “Beneath the apple tree I awakened you; There your mother was in labor with you; There she was in labor and gave you birth.

6Put me like a seal over your heart, Like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, Jealousy is as severe as Sheol; Its flashes are flashes of fire, The very flame of Yah.

7Many waters cannot quench love, Nor will rivers overflow it; If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love, It would be utterly despised.”

8“We have a little sister, And she has no breasts; What shall we do for our sister On the day when she is spoken for?

9If she is a wall, We will build on her a battlement of silver; But if she is a door, We will barricade her with planks of cedar.”

10“I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace.

11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal‑hamon; He gave the vineyard to caretakers. Each one was to bring one thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

12My very own vineyard is before me; The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, And two hundred are for those who take care of its fruit.”

13“O you who sit in the gardens, My companions are giving heed to your voice— Let me hear it!”

14“Hurry, my beloved, And be like a gazelle or a young stag On the mountains of spices.”

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