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Song of Songs 1

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1The song of songs, which is Solomon's.The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine.
3Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4Draw me, we will run after thee! -- The king hath brought me into his chambers -- We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
5I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6Look not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.Look not upon me, because I [am] black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; [but] mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest [thy flock] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
8If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.
9I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold].
11We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
15Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes.
16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green.
17The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.

Song of Songs 2

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1I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
2As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
3As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
4He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
5Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.
6His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
10My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;
12The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.
15Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
16My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away. Turn, my beloved: be thou like a gazelle or a young hart, Upon the mountains of Bether.Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Song of Songs 3

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1On my bed, in the nights, I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
2I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broadways Will I seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3The watchmen that go about the city found me: -- Have ye seen him whom my soul loveth?The watchmen that go about the city found me: [to whom I said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4-- Scarcely had I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.[It was] but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
6Who is this, [she] that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant? ...Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7Behold his couch, Solomon's own: Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty of Israel.Behold his bed, which [is] Solomon's; threescore valiant men [are] about it, of the valiant of Israel.
8They all hold the sword, Experts in war; Each hath his sword upon his thigh Because of alarm in the nights.They all hold swords, [being] expert in war: every man [hath] his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
9King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
10Its pillars he made of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple; The midst thereof was paved [with] love By the daughters of Jerusalem.He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom thereof [of] gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst thereof being paved [with] love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11Go forth, daughters of Zion, And behold king Solomon With the crown wherewith his mother crowned him In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the gladness of his heart.Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Song of Songs 4

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1Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy hair is as a flock of goats, On the slopes of mount Gilead.Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.
3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men.Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.
8[Come] with me, from Lebanon, [my] spouse, With me from Lebanon, -- Come, look from the top of Amanah, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices!How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11Thy lips, [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.
12A garden enclosed is my sister, [my] spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants;Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon.A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Song of Songs 5

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1I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ones!I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.
3-- I have put off my tunic, how should I put it on? I have washed my feet, how should I pollute them? --I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door]; And my bowels yearned for him.My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him.
5I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the lock.I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself; he was gone: My soul went forth when he spoke. I sought him, but I found him not; I called him, but he gave me no answer.I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7The watchmen that went about the city found me; They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ...What will ye tell him? -- That I am sick of love.I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
9What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, Thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so charge us?What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
10My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11His head is [as] the finest gold; His locks are flowing, black as the raven;His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
12His eyes are like doves by the water-brooks, Washed with milk, fitly set;His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, raised beds of sweet plants; His lips lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14His hands gold rings, set with the chrysolite; His belly is bright ivory, overlaid [with] sapphires;His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
15His legs, pillars of marble, set upon bases of fine gold: His bearing as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars;His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16His mouth is most sweet: Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, yea, this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Song of Songs 6

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1Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we will seek him with thee.Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
2My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.
5Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of Gilead.Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.
7As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
8There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
9My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as troops with banners?Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?
11I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Whether the pomegranates blossomed.I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded.
12Before I was aware, My soul set me upon the chariots of my willing people.Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib.
13Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. -- What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? -- As it were the dance of two camps.Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

Song of Songs 7

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1How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
2Thy navel is a round goblet, [which] wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;Thy navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wanteth not liquor: thy belly [is like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.
4Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;Thy neck [is] as a tower of ivory; thine eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose [is] as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!Thine head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.
6How fair and how pleasant art thou, [my] love, in delights!How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes].
8I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ...That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.
11-- Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, [If] the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved.The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

Song of Songs 8

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1Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! Should I find thee without, I would kiss thee; And they would not despise me.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.
2I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house; Thou wouldest instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.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.
3His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
4I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.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.
6Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah.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.
7Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.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.
8We 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? --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?
9If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar.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.
10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.I [am] a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand silver-pieces.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.
12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand [silver-pieces] be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.My vineyard, which [is] mine, [is] before me: thou, O Solomon, [must have] a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear [it].Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear [it].
14Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.