Ἆσμα Ἀσμάτων 8
1 τίς δῴη σε ἀδελφιδόν μου θηλάζοντα μαστοὺς μητρός μου εὑροῦσά σε ἔξω φιλήσω σε καί γε οὐκ ἐξουδενώσουσίν μοι
Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
2 παραλήμψομαί σε εἰσάξω σε εἰς οἶκον μητρός μου καὶ εἰς ταμίειον τῆς συλλαβούσης με ποτιῶ σε ἀπὸ οἴνου τοῦ μυρεψικοῦ ἀπὸ νάματος ῥοῶν μου
I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 εὐώνυμος αὐτοῦ ὑπὸ τὴν κεφαλήν μου καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτοῦ περιλήμψεταί με
His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
4 ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς θυγατέρες Ιερουσαλημ ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσιν καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσιν τοῦ ἀγροῦ τί ἐγείρητε καὶ τί ἐξεγείρητε τὴν ἀγάπην ἕως ἂν θελήσῃ
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
5 τίς αὕτη ἡ ἀναβαίνουσα λελευκανθισμένη ἐπιστηριζομένη ἐπὶ τὸν ἀδελφιδὸν αὐτῆς ὑπὸ μῆλον ἐξήγειρά σε ἐκεῖ ὠδίνησέν σε ἡ μήτηρ σου ἐκεῖ ὠδίνησέν σε ἡ τεκοῦσά σου
Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
6 θές με ὡς σφραγῖδα ἐπὶ τὴν καρδίαν σου ὡς σφραγῖδα ἐπὶ τὸν βραχίονά σου ὅτι κραταιὰ ὡς θάνατος ἀγάπη σκληρὸς ὡς ᾅδης ζῆλος περίπτερα αὐτῆς περίπτερα πυρός φλόγες αὐτῆς (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of Yah. (Sheol h7585)
7 ὕδωρ πολὺ οὐ δυνήσεται σβέσαι τὴν ἀγάπην καὶ ποταμοὶ οὐ συγκλύσουσιν αὐτήν ἐὰν δῷ ἀνὴρ τὸν πάντα βίον αὐτοῦ ἐν τῇ ἀγάπῃ ἐξουδενώσει ἐξουδενώσουσιν αὐτόν
Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8 ἀδελφὴ ἡμῖν μικρὰ καὶ μαστοὺς οὐκ ἔχει τί ποιήσωμεν τῇ ἀδελφῇ ἡμῶν ἐν ἡμέρᾳ ᾗ ἐὰν λαληθῇ ἐν αὐτῇ
We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
9 εἰ τεῖχός ἐστιν οἰκοδομήσωμεν ἐπ’ αὐτὴν ἐπάλξεις ἀργυρᾶς καὶ εἰ θύρα ἐστίν διαγράψωμεν ἐπ’ αὐτὴν σανίδα κεδρίνην
If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 ἐγὼ τεῖχος καὶ μαστοί μου ὡς πύργοι ἐγὼ ἤμην ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖς αὐτοῦ ὡς εὑρίσκουσα εἰρήνην
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
11 ἀμπελὼν ἐγενήθη τῷ Σαλωμων ἐν Βεελαμων ἔδωκεν τὸν ἀμπελῶνα αὐτοῦ τοῖς τηροῦσιν ἀνὴρ οἴσει ἐν καρπῷ αὐτοῦ χιλίους ἀργυρίου
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
12 ἀμπελών μου ἐμὸς ἐνώπιόν μου οἱ χίλιοι σοί Σαλωμων καὶ οἱ διακόσιοι τοῖς τηροῦσι τὸν καρπὸν αὐτοῦ
My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
13 ὁ καθήμενος ἐν κήποις ἑταῖροι προσέχοντες τῇ φωνῇ σου ἀκούτισόν με
You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
14 φύγε ἀδελφιδέ μου καὶ ὁμοιώθητι τῇ δορκάδι ἢ τῷ νεβρῷ τῶν ἐλάφων ἐπὶ ὄρη ἀρωμάτων
Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
