|Ward Green Version, 2003||American Standard Version, 1901|
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Song of Songs 8
1If only you had been my brother sucking with me at the teat of my mother! Then I could kiss you in public without anyone thinking twice.
2I would lead you, and I would bring you into the house of my mother that you might instruct me, I would furnish you with a potion of wine perfumed with the fresh juice of pomegranates.
3With your left hand under my head, your right hand would embrace me.
4I am fully committed along with all the daughters of Jerusalem-- why awaken out of or into love until one feels so inclined?
5Whoever is this coming up from pastures leaning upon her beloved? It is I who stirred you under the apple tree where your mother was pregnant with you, where she gave you birth.
6Set me as a seal upon your heart, and a seal upon your arm. For love is as strong as death, and as unyielding as the grave is jealousy, as lightning in its flashing forth, the flame of Jah.
7Abundant waters cannot extinguish love, and rivers cannot wash it away. If a man were to donate all the riches of his house for love, they surely would be despised.
8We have a young sister with no breasts; what shall do for our sister on the day when one speaks for her?
9If she were a wall, we would build upon her a battlement of silver, and if she were a door, she could be stopped up with cedar planking.
10I am a wall, and my breasts the towers thereof. In this way am I causing a peaceful appearance to the eyes?
11A vineyard Solomon owned in Baal-Hamon and the man who guards the vineyard gives for its fruit as a reward a thousand silver pieces.
12My vineyard, which is before me, earns for Solomon a thousand and I keep two hundred as my own fruit.
13When we marry in the gardens, everyone will be listening for your voice in order to hear it.
14Make haste, my love, like a gazelle or a young stag upon the mountains of spice.
© 2008 Ward Green. All rights reserved.
Song of Songs 8 1
Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! [When] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me.
Song of Songs 8 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.
Song of Songs 8 3
His left hand [should be] under my head, And his right hand should embrace me.
Song of Songs 8 4
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.
Song of Songs 8 5
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee: There thy mother was in travail with thee, There was she in travail that brought thee forth.
Song of Songs 8 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, A very flame of Jehovah.
Song of Songs 8 7
Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, He would utterly be contemned.
Song of Songs 8 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?
Song of Songs 8 9
If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver: And if she be a door, We will inclose her with boards of cedar.
Song of Songs 8 10
I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers [thereof] Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.
Song of Songs 8 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 [pieces] of silver.
Song of Songs 8 12
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Song of Songs 8 13
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken for thy voice: Cause me to hear it.
Song of Songs 8 14
Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.