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Song of Solomon 3

Good News Translation GNT

1 Asleep on my bed, night after night I dreamed of the one I love; I was looking for him, but couldn't find him.

2 I went wandering through the city, through its streets and alleys. I looked for the one I love. I looked, but couldn't find him.

3 The sentries patrolling the city saw me. I asked them, "Have you found my lover?"

4 As soon as I left them, I found him. I held him and wouldn't let him go until I took him to my mother's house, to the room where I was born.

5 Promise me, women of Jerusalem; swear by the swift deer and the gazelles that you will not interrupt our love.

6 What is this coming from the desert like a column of smoke, fragrant with incense and myrrh, the incense sold by the traders?

7 Solomon is coming, carried on his throne; sixty soldiers form the bodyguard, the finest soldiers in Israel.

8 All of them are skillful with the sword; they are battle-hardened veterans. Each of them is armed with a sword, on guard against a night attack.

9 King Solomon is carried on a throne made of the finest wood.

10 Its posts are covered with silver; over it is cloth embroidered with gold. Its cushions are covered with purple cloth, lovingly woven by the women of Jerusalem.

11 Women of Zion, come and see King Solomon. He is wearing the crown that his mother placed on his head on his wedding day, on the day of his gladness and joy.

World English Bible WEB

1 By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.

2 I will get up now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.

3 The watchmen who go about the city found me; "Have you seen him whom my soul loves?"

4 I had scarcely passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, Into the chamber of her who conceived me.

5 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That you not stir up, nor awaken love, Until it so desires.

6 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all spices of the merchant?

7 Behold, it is Solomon's carriage! Sixty mighty men are around it, Of the mighty men of Israel.

8 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh, Because of fear in the night.

9 King Solomon made himself a carriage Of the wood of Lebanon.

10 He made its pillars of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst being paved with love, From the daughters of Jerusalem.

11 Go forth, you daughters of Zion, and see king Solomon, With the crown with which his mother has crowned him, In the day of his weddings, In the day of the gladness of his heart. Lover