Song of Solomon 8

1 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.

Oh that thou were as my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee outside, I would kiss thee. Yes, and none would despise me.

2 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.

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 would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.

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

4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake love, until it please.

5 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.

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awoke thee. There thy mother was in travail with thee. There she who brought thee forth was in travail.

6 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 (Sheol h7585). Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.

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 of it are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame. (Sheol h7585)

7 Many waters cannot 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.

Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it. If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.

8 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?

We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

9 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.

If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.

I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found peace.

11 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.

Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He let out the vineyard to keepers. Every one for the fruit of it was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.

12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.

My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. Thou, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of it, two hundred.

13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!

Thou who dwell in the gardens, the companions hearken for thy voice. Cause me to hear it.

14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!

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