Song of Solomon 8 GNT/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

 
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1 I wish that you were my brother, that my mother had nursed you at her breast. Then, if I met you in the street, I could kiss you and no one would mind. 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.
2 I would take you to my mother's house, where you could teach me love. I would give you spiced wine, my pomegranate wine to drink. 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.
3 Your left hand is under my head, and your right hand caresses me. 3 His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me.
4 Promise me, women of Jerusalem, that you will not interrupt our love. 4 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
5 Who is this coming from the desert, arm in arm with her lover? Under the apple tree I woke you, in the place where you were born. 5 Who is this coming up from the desert leaning on her lover? Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labor gave you birth.
6 Close your heart to every love but mine; hold no one in your arms but me. Love is as powerful as death; passion is as strong as death itself. It bursts into flame and burns like a raging fire. 6 Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.
7 Water cannot put it out; no flood can drown it. But if any tried to buy love with their wealth, contempt is all they would get. 7 Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.
8 We have a young sister, and her breasts are still small. What will we do for her when a young man comes courting? 8 We have a young sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister for the day she is spoken for?
9 If she is a wall, we will build her a silver tower. But if she is a gate, we will protect her with panels of cedar. 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.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are its towers. My lover knows that with him I find contentment and peace. 10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.
11 Solomon has a vineyard in a place called Baal Hamon. There are farmers who rent it from him; each one pays a thousand silver coins. 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 of silver.
12 Solomon is welcome to his thousand coins, and the farmers to two hundred as their share; I have a vineyard of my own! 12 But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.
13 Let me hear your voice from the garden, my love; my companions are waiting to hear you speak. 13 You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
14 Come to me, my lover, like a gazelle, like a young stag on the mountains where spices grow. 14 Come away, my lover, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.