\NormalFont\ShortTitle{Song of Solomon}
{\MT THE SONG OF SOLOMON

\par }\ChapOne{1}{\PP \VerseOne{1}The
Song
of
songs,
which
is
Solomon’s.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{2}Let
him
kiss
me
with
the
kisses
of
his
mouth;
\par }{\Q For
thy
love
is
better
than
wine.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thine
oils
have
a
goodly
fragrance;
\par }{\Q Thy
name
is
{\ADD{
as}}
oil
poured
forth;
\par }{\Q Therefore
do
the
virgins
love
thee.
\par }{\Q \VS{4}Draw
me;
we
will
run
after
thee:
\par }{\Q The
king
hath
brought
me
into
his
chambers;
\par }{\Q We
will
be
glad
and
rejoice
in
thee;
\par }{\Q We
will
make
mention
of
thy
love
more
than
of
wine:
\par }{\Q Rightly
do
they
love
thee.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{5}I
am
black,
but
comely,
\par }{\Q Oh
ye
daughters
of
Jerusalem,
\par }{\Q As
the
tents
of
Kedar,
\par }{\Q As
the
curtains
of
Solomon.
\par }{\Q \VS{6}Look
not
upon
me,
because
I
am
swarthy,
\par }{\Q Because
the
sun
hath
scorched
me.
\par }{\Q My
mother’s
sons
were
incensed
against
me;
\par }{\Q They
made
me
keeper
of
the
vineyards;
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
But}}
mine
own
vineyard
have
I
not
kept.
\par }{\Q \VS{7}Tell
me,
O
thou
whom
my
soul
loveth,
\par }{\Q Where
thou
feedest
{\ADD{
thy
flock}},
\par }{\Q Where
thou
makest
{\ADD{
it}}
to
rest
at
noon:
\par }{\Q For
why
should
I
be
as
one
that
is veiled
\par }{\Q Beside
the
flocks
of
thy
companions?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{8}If
thou
know
not,
O
thou
fairest
among
women,
\par }{\Q Go
thy
way
forth
by
the
footsteps
of
the
flock,
\par }{\Q And
feed
thy
kids
beside
the
shepherds’
tents.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{9}I
have
compared
thee,
O
my
love,
\par }{\Q To
a steed
in
Pharaoh’s
chariots.
\par }{\Q \VS{10}Thy
cheeks
are
comely
with plaits
{\ADD{
of
hair}},
\par }{\Q Thy
neck
with
strings
of
jewels.
\par }{\Q \VS{11}We
will
make
thee plaits
of
gold
\par }{\Q With
studs
of
silver.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{12}While
the
king
sat
at
his
table,
\par }{\Q My
spikenard
sent
forth
its
fragrance.
\par }{\Q \VS{13}My
beloved
is
unto
me
{\ADD{
as}}
a
bundle
of
myrrh,
\par }{\Q That
lieth
betwixt
my
breasts.
\par }{\Q \VS{14}My
beloved
is
unto
me
{\ADD{
as}}
a
cluster
of henna-flowers
\par }{\Q In
the
vineyards
of
En-gedi.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{15}Behold,
thou
art
fair,
my
love;
\par }{\Q Behold
thou
art
fair;
\par }{\Q Thine
eyes
are
{\ADD{
as}}
doves.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{16}Behold,
thou
art
fair,
my
beloved,
yea,
pleasant:
\par }{\Q Also
our
couch
is
green.
\par }{\Q \VS{17}The
beams
of
our
house
are
cedars,
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
And}}
our
rafters
are
firs.

\par }\PoetryChap{2}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I
am
a
rose
of
Sharon,
\par }{\Q A
lily
of
the
valleys.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{2}As
a
lily
among
thorns,
\par }{\Q So
is
my
love
among
the
daughters.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{3}As
the apple-tree
among
the
trees
of
the
wood,
\par }{\Q So
is
my
beloved
among
the
sons.
\par }{\Q I
sat
down
under
his
shadow
with
great
delight,
\par }{\Q And
his
fruit
was
sweet
to
my
taste.
\par }{\Q \VS{4}He
brought
me
to
the banqueting-house,
\par }{\Q And
his
banner
over
me
was
love.
\par }{\Q \VS{5}Stay
ye
me
with
raisins,
refresh
me
with
apples;
\par }{\Q For
I
am
sick
from
love.
\par }{\Q \VS{6}His
left
hand
{\ADD{
is}}
under
my
head,
\par }{\Q And
his
right
hand
doth
embrace
me.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{7}I
adjure
you,
O
daughters
of
Jerusalem,
\par }{\Q By
the
roes,
or
by
the
hinds
of
the
field,
\par }{\Q That
ye
stir
not
up,
nor
awake
{\ADD{
my}}
love,
\par }{\Q Until
he
please.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{8}The
voice
of
my
beloved!
behold,
he
cometh,
\par }{\Q Leaping
upon
the
mountains,
\par }{\Q Skipping
upon
the
hills.
\par }{\Q \VS{9}My
beloved
is
like
a
roe
or
a
young
hart:
\par }{\Q Behold,
he
standeth
behind
our
wall;
\par }{\Q He
looketh
in
at
the
windows;
\par }{\Q He glanceth
through
the
lattice.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{10}My
beloved
spake,
and
said
unto
me,
\par }{\Q Rise
up,
my
love,
my
fair
one,
and
come
away.
\par }{\Q \VS{11}For,
lo,
the
winter
is
past;
\par }{\Q The
rain
is
over
and
gone;
\par }{\Q \VS{12}The
flowers
appear
on
the
earth;
\par }{\Q The
time
of
the
singing
{\ADD{
of
birds}}
is
come,
\par }{\Q And
the
voice
of
the turtle-dove
is
heard
in
our
land;
\par }{\Q \VS{13}The fig-tree ripeneth
her
green
figs,
\par }{\Q And
the
vines
are
in
blossom;
\par }{\Q They
give
forth
their
fragrance.
\par }{\Q Arise,
my
love,
my
fair
one,
and
come
away.
\par }{\Q \VS{14}O
my
dove,
that
art
in
the
clefts
of
the
rock,
\par }{\Q In
the
covert
of
the
steep
place,
\par }{\Q Let
me
see
thy
countenance,
\par }{\Q Let
me
hear
thy
voice;
\par }{\Q For
sweet
is
thy
voice,
and
thy
countenance
is
comely.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{15}Take
us
the
foxes,
the
little
foxes,
\par }{\Q That
spoil
the
vineyards;
\par }{\Q For
our
vineyards
are
in
blossom.
\par }{\Q \VS{16}My
beloved
is
mine,
and
I
am
his:
\par }{\Q He
feedeth
{\ADD{
his
flock}}
among
the
lilies.
\par }{\Q \VS{17}Until
the
day
be
cool,
and
the
shadows
flee
away,
\par }{\Q Turn,
my
beloved,
and
be
thou
like
a
roe
or
a
young
hart
\par }{\Q Upon
the
mountains
of
Bether.
\par }{\BB \par }
\PoetryChap{3}{\Q \VerseOne{1}By
night
on
my
bed
\par }{\Q I
sought
him
whom
my
soul
loveth:
\par }{\Q I
sought
him,
but
I
found
him
not.
\par }{\Q \VS{2}{\ADD{
I
said}},
I
will
rise
now,
and
go
about
the
city;
\par }{\Q In
the
streets
and
in
the
broad
ways
\par }{\Q I
will
seek
him
whom
my
soul
loveth:
\par }{\Q I
sought
him,
but
I
found
him
not.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}The
watchmen
that
go
about
the
city
found
me;
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
To
whom
I
said}},
Saw
ye
him
whom
my
soul
loveth?
\par }{\Q \VS{4}It
was
but
a
little
that
I
passed
from
them,
\par }{\Q When
I
found
him
whom
my
soul
loveth:
\par }{\Q I
held
him,
and
would
not
let
him
go,
\par }{\Q Until
I
had
brought
him
into
my
mother’s
house,
\par }{\Q And
into
the
chamber
of
her
that
conceived
me.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{5}I
adjure
you,
O
daughters
of
Jerusalem,
\par }{\Q By
the
roes,
or
by
the
hinds
of
the
field,
\par }{\Q That
ye
stir
not
up,
nor
awake
{\ADD{
my}}
love,
\par }{\Q Until
he
please.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{6}Who
is
this
that
cometh
up
from
the
wilderness
\par }{\Q Like
pillars
of
smoke,
\par }{\Q Perfumed
with
myrrh
and
frankincense,
\par }{\Q With
all
powders
of
the
merchant?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{7}Behold,
it
is
the litter
of
Solomon;
\par }{\Q Threescore
mighty
men
are
about
it,
\par }{\Q Of
the
mighty
men
of
Israel.
\par }{\Q \VS{8}They
all
handle
the
sword,
{\ADD{
and}}
are
expert
in
war:
\par }{\Q Every
man
hath
his
sword
upon
his
thigh,
\par }{\Q Because
of
fear
in
the
night.
\par }{\Q \VS{9}King
Solomon
made
himself
a palanquin
\par }{\Q Of
the
wood
of
Lebanon.
\par }{\Q \VS{10}He
made
the
pillars
thereof
of
silver,
\par }{\Q The
bottom
thereof
of
gold,
the
seat
of
it
of
purple,
\par }{\Q The
midst
thereof
being
paved
with
love,
\par }{\Q From
the
daughters
of
Jerusalem.
\par }{\Q \VS{11}Go
forth,
O
ye
daughters
of
Zion,
and
behold
king
Solomon,
\par }{\Q With
the
crown
wherewith
his
mother
hath
crowned
him
\par }{\Q In
the
day
of
his
espousals,
\par }{\Q And
in
the
day
of
the
gladness
of
his
heart.
\par }{\BB \par }
\PoetryChap{4}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Behold,
thou
art
fair,
my
love;
behold,
thou
art
fair;
\par }{\Q Thine
eyes
are
{\ADD{
as}}
doves
behind
thy
veil.
\par }{\Q Thy
hair
is
as
a
flock
of
goats,
\par }{\Q That
lie
along
the
side
of
mount
Gilead.
\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy
teeth
are
like
a
flock
{\ADD{
of
ewes}}
that
are
{\ADD{
newly}}
shorn,
\par }{\Q Which
are
come
up
from
the
washing,
\par }{\Q Whereof
every
one
hath
twins,
\par }{\Q And
none
is
bereaved
among
them.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy
lips
are
like
a
thread
of
scarlet,
\par }{\Q And
thy
mouth
is
comely.
\par }{\Q Thy
temples
are
like
a
piece
of
a
pomegranate
\par }{\Q Behind
thy
veil.
\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy
neck
is
like
the
tower
of
David
\par }{\Q Builded
for
an
armory,
\par }{\Q Whereon
there
hang
a
thousand
bucklers,
\par }{\Q All
the
shields
of
the
mighty
men.
\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy
two
breasts
are
like
two
fawns
\par }{\Q That
are
twins
of
a
roe,
\par }{\Q Which
feed
among
the
lilies.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{6}Until
the
day
be
cool,
and
the
shadows
flee
away,
\par }{\Q I
will
get
me
to
the
mountain
of
myrrh,
\par }{\Q And
to
the
hill
of
frankincense.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{7}Thou
art
all
fair,
my
love;
\par }{\Q And
there
is
no
spot
in
thee.
\par }{\Q \VS{8}Come
with
me
from
Lebanon,
{\ADD{
my}}
bride,
\par }{\Q With
me
from
Lebanon:
\par }{\Q Look
from
the
top
of
Amana,
\par }{\Q From
the
top
of
Senir
and
Hermon,
\par }{\Q From
the
lions’
dens,
\par }{\Q From
the
mountains
of
the
leopards.
\par }{\Q \VS{9}Thou
hast
ravished
my
heart,
my
sister,
{\ADD{
my}}
bride;
\par }{\Q Thou
hast
ravished
my
heart
with
one
of
thine
eyes,
\par }{\Q With
one
chain
of
thy
neck.
\par }{\Q \VS{10}How
fair
is
thy
love,
my
sister,
{\ADD{
my}}
bride!
\par }{\Q How
much
better
is
thy
love
than
wine!
\par }{\Q And
the
fragrance
of
thine
oils
than
all
manner
of
spices!
\par }{\Q \VS{11}Thy
lips,
O
{\ADD{
my}}
bride,
drop
{\ADD{
as}}
the
honeycomb:
\par }{\Q Honey
and
milk
are
under
thy
tongue;
\par }{\Q And
the
smell
of
thy
garments
is
like
the
smell
of
Lebanon.
\par }{\Q \VS{12}A
garden
shut
up
is
my
sister,
{\ADD{
my}}
bride;
\par }{\Q A
spring
shut
up,
a
fountain
sealed.
\par }{\Q \VS{13}Thy
shoots
are
an
orchard
of
pomegranates,
with
precious
fruits;
\par }{\Q Henna
with
spikenard
plants,
\par }{\Q \VS{14}Spikenard
and
saffron,
\par }{\Q Calamus
and
cinnamon,
with
all
trees
of
frankincense;
\par }{\Q Myrrh
and
aloes,
with
all
the
chief
spices.
\par }{\Q \VS{15}{\ADD{
Thou
art}}
a
fountain
of
gardens,
\par }{\Q A
well
of
living
waters,
\par }{\Q And
flowing
streams
from
Lebanon.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{16}Awake,
O
north
wind;
and
come,
thou
south;
\par }{\Q Blow
upon
my
garden,
that
the
spices
thereof
may
flow
out.
\par }{\Q Let
my
beloved
come
into
his
garden,
\par }{\Q And
eat
his
precious
fruits.
\par }{\BB \par }
\PoetryChap{5}{\Q \VerseOne{1}I
am
come
into
my
garden,
my
sister,
{\ADD{
my}}
bride:
\par }{\Q I
have
gathered
my
myrrh
with
my
spice;
\par }{\Q I
have
eaten
my
honeycomb
with
my
honey;
\par }{\Q I
have
drunk
my
wine
with
my
milk.
\par }{\Q Eat,
O
friends;
\par }{\Q Drink,
yea,
drink
abundantly,
O
beloved.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{2}I
was
asleep,
but
my
heart
waked:
\par }{\Q It
is
the
voice
of
my
beloved
that
knocketh,
{\ADD{
saying}},
\par }{\Q Open
to
me,
my
sister,
my
love,
my
dove,
my
undefiled;
\par }{\Q For
my
head
is
filled
with
dew,
\par }{\Q My
locks
with
the
drops
of
the
night.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}I
have
put
off
my
garment;
how
shall
I
put
it
on?
\par }{\Q I
have
washed
my
feet;
how
shall
I
defile
them?
\par }{\Q \VS{4}My
beloved
put
in
his
hand
by
the
hole
{\ADD{
of
the
door}},
\par }{\Q And
my
heart
was
moved
for
him.
\par }{\Q \VS{5}I
rose
up
to
open
to
my
beloved;
\par }{\Q And
my
hands
dropped
with
myrrh,
\par }{\Q And
my
fingers
with
liquid
myrrh,
\par }{\Q Upon
the
handles
of
the
bolt.
\par }{\Q \VS{6}I
opened
to
my
beloved;
\par }{\Q But
my
beloved
had
withdrawn
himself,
{\ADD{
and}}
was
gone.
\par }{\Q My
soul
had
failed
me
when
he
spake:
\par }{\Q I
sought
him,
but
I
could
not
find
him;
\par }{\Q I
called
him,
but
he
gave
me
no
answer.
\par }{\Q \VS{7}The
watchmen
that
go
about
the
city
found
me,
\par }{\Q They
smote
me,
they
wounded
me;
\par }{\Q The
keepers
of
the
walls
took
away
my
mantle
from
me.
\par }{\Q \VS{8}I
adjure
you,
O
daughters
of
Jerusalem,
\par }{\Q If
ye
find
my
beloved,
\par }{\Q That
ye
tell
him,
that
I
am
sick
from
love.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{9}What
is
thy
beloved
more
than
{\ADD{
another}}
beloved,
\par }{\Q O
thou
fairest
among
women?
\par }{\Q What
is
thy
beloved
more
than
{\ADD{
another}}
beloved,
\par }{\Q That
thou
dost
so
adjure
us?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{10}My
beloved
is
white
and
ruddy,
\par }{\Q The
chiefest
among
ten
thousand.
\par }{\Q \VS{11}His
head
is
{\ADD{
as}}
the
most
fine
gold;
\par }{\Q His
locks
are
bushy,
{\ADD{
and}}
black
as
a
raven.
\par }{\Q \VS{12}His
eyes
are
like
doves
beside
the water-brooks,
\par }{\Q Washed
with
milk,
{\ADD{
and}}
fitly
set.
\par }{\Q \VS{13}His
cheeks
are
as
a
bed
of
spices,
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
As}}
banks
of
sweet
herbs:
\par }{\Q His
lips
are
{\ADD{
as}}
lilies,
dropping
liquid
myrrh.
\par }{\Q \VS{14}His
hands
are
{\ADD{
as}}
rings
of
gold
set
with
beryl:
\par }{\Q His
body
is
{\ADD{
as}}
ivory
work
overlaid
{\ADD{
with}}
sapphires.
\par }{\Q \VS{15}His
legs
are
{\ADD{
as}}
pillars
of
marble,
set
upon
sockets
of
fine
gold:
\par }{\Q His aspect
is
like
Lebanon,
excellent
as
the
cedars.
\par }{\Q \VS{16}His
mouth
is
most
sweet;
\par }{\Q Yea,
he
is
altogether
lovely.
\par }{\Q This
is
my
beloved,
and
this
is
my
friend,
\par }{\Q O
daughters
of
Jerusalem.
\par }{\BB \par }
\PoetryChap{6}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Whither
is
thy
beloved
gone,
\par }{\Q O
thou
fairest
among
women?
\par }{\Q Whither
hath
thy
beloved
turned
him,
\par }{\Q That
we
may
seek
him
with
thee?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{2}My
beloved
is
gone
down
to
his
garden,
\par }{\Q To
the
beds
of
spices,
\par }{\Q To
feed
in
the
gardens,
and
to
gather
lilies.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}I
am
my
beloved’s,
and
my
beloved
is
mine:
\par }{\Q He
feedeth
{\ADD{
his
flock}}
among
the
lilies.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{4}Thou
art
fair,
O
my
love,
as
Tirzah,
\par }{\Q Comely
as
Jerusalem,
\par }{\Q Terrible
as
an
army
with
banners.
\par }{\Q \VS{5}Turn
away
thine
eyes
from
me,
\par }{\Q For
they
have
overcome
me.
\par }{\Q Thy
hair
is
as
a
flock
of
goats,
\par }{\Q That
lie
along
the
side
of
Gilead.
\par }{\Q \VS{6}Thy
teeth
are
like
a
flock
of
ewes,
\par }{\Q Which
are
come
up
from
the
washing;
\par }{\Q Whereof
every
one
hath
twins,
\par }{\Q And
none
is
bereaved
among
them.
\par }{\Q \VS{7}Thy
temples
are
like
a
piece
of
a
pomegranate
\par }{\Q Behind
thy
veil.
\par }{\Q \VS{8}There
are
threescore
queens,
and
fourscore
concubines,
\par }{\Q And
virgins
without
number.
\par }{\Q \VS{9}My
dove,
my
undefiled,
is
{\ADD{
but}}
one;
\par }{\Q She
is
the
only
one
of
her
mother;
\par }{\Q She
is
the
choice
one
of
her
that
bare
her.
\par }{\Q The
daughters
saw
her,
and
called
her
blessed;
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
Yea}},
the
queens
and
the
concubines,
and
they
praised
her.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{10}Who
is
she
that
looketh
forth
as
the
morning,
\par }{\Q Fair
as
the
moon,
\par }{\Q Clear
as
the
sun,
\par }{\Q Terrible
as
an
army
with
banners?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{11}I
went
down
into
the
garden
of
nuts,
\par }{\Q To
see
the
green
plants
of
the
valley,
\par }{\Q To
see
whether
the
vine
budded,
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
And}}
the
pomegranates
were
in
flower.
\par }{\Q \VS{12}Before
I
was
aware,
my
soul
set
me
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
Among}}
the
chariots
of
my princely
people.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{13}Return,
return,
O
Shulammite;
\par }{\Q Return,
return,
that
we
may
look
upon
thee.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q Why
will
ye
look
upon
the
Shulammite,
\par }{\Q As
upon
the
dance
of
Mahanaim?
\par }{\BB \par }
\PoetryChap{7}{\Q \VerseOne{1}How
beautiful
are
thy
feet
in
sandals,
O
prince’s
daughter!
\par }{\Q Thy
rounded
thighs
are
like
jewels,
\par }{\Q The
work
of
the
hands
of
a
skilful
workman.
\par }{\Q \VS{2}Thy
body
is
{\ADD{
like}}
a
round
goblet,
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
Wherein}}
no
mingled
wine
is
wanting:
\par }{\Q Thy
waist
is
{\ADD{
like}}
a
heap
of
wheat
\par }{\Q Set
about
with
lilies.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}Thy
two
breasts
are
like
two
fawns
\par }{\Q That
are
twins
of
a
roe.
\par }{\Q \VS{4}Thy
neck
is
like
the
tower
of
ivory;
\par }{\Q Thine
eyes
{\ADD{
as}}
the
pools
in
Heshbon,
\par }{\Q By
the
gate
of
Bath-rabbim;
\par }{\Q Thy
nose
is
like
the
tower
of
Lebanon
\par }{\Q Which
looketh
toward
Damascus.
\par }{\Q \VS{5}Thy
head
upon
thee
is
like
Carmel,
\par }{\Q And
the
hair
of
thy
head
like
purple;
\par }{\Q The
king
is
held
captive
in
the
tresses
{\ADD{
thereof}}.
\par }{\Q \VS{6}How
fair
and
how
pleasant
art
thou,
\par }{\Q O
love,
for
delights!
\par }{\Q \VS{7}This
thy
stature
is
like
to
a palm-tree,
\par }{\Q And
thy
breasts
to
its
clusters.
\par }{\Q \VS{8}I
said,
I
will
climb
up
into
the palm-tree,
\par }{\Q I
will
take
hold
of
the
branches
thereof:
\par }{\Q Let
thy
breasts
be
as
clusters
of
the
vine,
\par }{\Q And
the
smell
of
thy
breath
like
apples,
\par }{\Q \VS{9}And
thy
mouth
like
the
best
wine,
\par }{\Q That
goeth
down
smoothly
for
my
beloved,
\par }{\Q Gliding
through
the
lips
of
those
that
are
asleep.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{10}I
am
my
beloved’s;
\par }{\Q And
his
desire
is
toward
me.
\par }{\Q \VS{11}Come,
my
beloved,
let
us
go
forth
into
the
field;
\par }{\Q Let
us
lodge
in
the
villages.
\par }{\Q \VS{12}Let
us
get
up
early
to
the
vineyards;
\par }{\Q Let
us
see
whether
the
vine
hath
budded,
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
And}}
its
blossom
is
open,
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
And}}
the
pomegranates
are
in
flower:
\par }{\Q There
will
I
give
thee
my
love.
\par }{\Q \VS{13}The
mandrakes
give
forth
fragrance;
\par }{\Q And
at
our
doors
are
all
manner
of
precious
fruits,
new
and
old,
\par }{\Q Which
I
have
laid
up
for
thee,
O
my
beloved.

\par }\PoetryChap{8}{\Q \VerseOne{1}Oh
that
thou wert
as
my
brother,
\par }{\Q That
sucked
the
breasts
of
my
mother!
\par }{\Q {\ADD{
When}}
I
should
find
thee
without,
I
would
kiss
thee;
\par }{\Q Yea,
and
none
would
despise
me.
\par }{\Q \VS{2}I
would
lead
thee,
{\ADD{
and}}
bring
thee
into
my
mother’s
house,
\par }{\Q Who
would
instruct
me;
\par }{\Q I
would
cause
thee
to
drink
of
spiced
wine,
\par }{\Q Of
the
juice
of
my
pomegranate.
\par }{\Q \VS{3}His
left
hand
{\ADD{
should
be}}
under
my
head,
\par }{\Q And
his
right
hand
should
embrace
me.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{4}I
adjure
you,
O
daughters
of
Jerusalem,
\par }{\Q That
ye
stir
not
up,
nor
awake
{\ADD{
my}}
love,
\par }{\Q Until
he
please.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{5}Who
is
this
that
cometh
up
from
the
wilderness,
\par }{\Q Leaning
upon
her
beloved?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q Under
the apple-tree
I
awakened
thee:
\par }{\Q There
thy
mother
was
in
travail
with
thee,
\par }{\Q There
was
she
in
travail
that
brought
thee
forth.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{6}Set
me
as
a
seal
upon
thy
heart,
\par }{\Q As
a
seal
upon
thine
arm:
\par }{\Q For
love
is
strong
as
death;
\par }{\Q Jealousy
is
cruel
as
Sheol;
\par }{\Q The
flashes
thereof
are
flashes
of
fire,
\par }{\Q A
very
flame
of
Jehovah.
\par }{\Q \VS{7}Many
waters
cannot
quench
love,
\par }{\Q Neither
can
floods
drown
it:
\par }{\Q If
a
man
would
give
all
the
substance
of
his
house
for
love,
\par }{\Q He
would
utterly
be
contemned.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{8}We
have
a
little
sister,
\par }{\Q And
she
hath
no
breasts:
\par }{\Q What
shall
we
do
for
our
sister
\par }{\Q In
the
day
when
she
shall
be
spoken
for?
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{9}If
she
be
a
wall,
\par }{\Q We
will
build
upon
her
a turret
of
silver:
\par }{\Q And
if
she
be
a
door,
\par }{\Q We
will
inclose
her
with
boards
of
cedar.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{10}I
am
a
wall,
and
my
breasts
like
the
towers
{\ADD{
thereof}}
\par }{\Q Then
was
I
in
his
eyes
as
one
that
found
peace.
\par }{\Q \VS{11}Solomon
had
a
vineyard
at
Baal-hamon;
\par }{\Q He
let
out
the
vineyard
unto
keepers;
\par }{\Q Every
one
for
the
fruit
thereof
was
to
bring
a
thousand
{\ADD{
pieces}}
of
silver.
\par }{\Q \VS{12}My
vineyard,
which
is
mine,
is
before
me:
\par }{\Q Thou,
O
Solomon, shalt
have
the
thousand,
\par }{\Q And
those
that
keep
the
fruit
thereof
two
hundred.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{13}Thou
that
dwellest
in
the
gardens,
\par }{\Q The
companions
hearken
for
thy
voice:
\par }{\Q Cause
me
to
hear
it.
\par }{\BB \par }{\Q \VS{14}Make
haste,
my
beloved,
\par }{\Q And
be
thou
like
to
a
roe
or
to
a
young
hart
\par }{\Q Upon
the
mountains
of
spices.
\par }