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Song of Solomon 8

New American Standard Bible 1995 NASB95

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

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

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

4 "I want you to swear, O daughters of Jerusalem, Do not 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.

6 "Put 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 the LORD .

7 "Many 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?

9 "If 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.

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

12 "My very own vineyard is at my disposal; 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 listening for your voice - Let me hear it!"

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

English Standard Version ESV

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, and none would despise me.

2 I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother—she who used to teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the juice of my pomegranate.

3 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me!

4 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.

5 Who is that coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother was in labor with you; there she who bore you was in labor.

6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord.

7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man offered for love all the wealth of his house, he 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?

9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a battlement of silver, but if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

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

11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.

12 My vineyard, my very own, is before me; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.

13 O you who dwell in the gardens, with companions listening for your voice; let me hear it.

14 Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.