| darby | |
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| 1. | Oh 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. |
| 2. | I 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. |
| 3. | His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me. |
| 4. | I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ... Why should ye stir up, why awake my love, till he please? |
| 5. | Who 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. |
| 6. | Set 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. |
| 7. | Many 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. |
| 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 turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar. |
| 10. | I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace. |
| 11. | Solomon 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. |
| 12. | My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand silver-pieces be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred. |
| 13. | Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear it. |
| 14. | Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices. |