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Song of Solomon 8

King James Version KJV

1 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.

2 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.

3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

5 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.

6 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.

7 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.

8 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?

9 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.

10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

11 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.

12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.

14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

Good News Translation GNT

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.

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.

3 Your left hand is under my head, and your right hand caresses me.

4 Promise me, women of Jerusalem, that you will not interrupt our love.

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.

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.

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.

8 We have a young sister, and her breasts are still small. What will we do for her when a young man comes courting?

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.

10 I am a wall, and my breasts are its towers. My lover knows that with him I find contentment and peace.

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.

12 Solomon is welcome to his thousand coins, and the farmers to two hundred as their share; I have a vineyard of my own!

13 Let me hear your voice from the garden, my love; my companions are waiting to hear you speak.

14 Come to me, my lover, like a gazelle, like a young stag on the mountains where spices grow.