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Shir Hashirim / Solomon's Song of Songs / Canticle of Canticles / Aisma Aismaton

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This is a collection of love poems1, often erotic, and it is often hard to see how it is has religious value. As with all songs, it is possible to attach emotions in various ways and attain a range of meanings from the lyrics and as such many apologists explain that the "love" is not physical but is about God´s love for humankind, but, this does not account for many of the particularly base and physical sentiments. The author(s) of the poems are unknown, and the Song is not referenced at all in the New Testament.

The name of God does not appear in this Song, neither is the latter ever mentioned in the New Testament. This book has no special religious significance, being merely a love poem, an epithalamium, sung on nuptial occasions in praise of the bride and the groom. The proper place for this book is before either Proverbs or Ecclesiastes, as it was written in Solomon's youth, and is a more pardonable outburst for his early days than for his declining years. The Jewish doctors advised their young people not to read this book until they were thirty years old, when they were supposed to be more susceptible to spiritual beauties and virtues than to the mere attractions of face and of form.

"The Woman's Bible" by Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1898)2


1. The 8 chapters of Song of Solomon (117 verses)

Song of Solomon chapter 1 (17 verses) - Let him kiss me! I am dark and lovely. Tell me, where do you pasture your flock? Follow the tracks, my love. Behold, you are beautiful.3

KJVYLTNotes
1The song of songs, which is Solomon's.The Song of Songs, that `is' Solomon's.
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better `are' thy loves than wine.
3Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.For fragrance `are' thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee!
4Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!
5I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.Dark `am' I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
6Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.Fear me not, because I `am' very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard -- my own -- I have not kept.
7Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?
8If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!
9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
10Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.
11We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!
12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.While the king `is' in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
13A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.A bundle of myrrh `is' my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.
14My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.A cluster of cypress `is' my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
15Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves!
16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.Lo, thou `art' fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch `is' green,
17The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.The beams of our houses `are' cedars, Our rafters `are' firs, I `am' a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!

Song of Solomon chapter 2 (17 verses)

KJVYLTNotes
1I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.As a lily among the thorns,
2As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.So `is' my friend among the daughters!
3As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.As a citron among trees of the forest, So `is' my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit `is' sweet to my palate.
4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me `is' love,
5Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I `am' sick with love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
7I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
10My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
11For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away -- it hath gone.
12The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
13The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
14O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice `is' sweet, and thy appearance comely.
15Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes -- destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
16My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
17Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!

Song of Solomon chapter 3 (11 verses) - By night I sought the one whom I love. I brought him into my mother's house. Behold, O daughters of Zion, the carriage of King Solomon!3

KJVYLTNotes
1By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!
2I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.-- Pray, let me rise, and go round the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul hath loved! -- I sought him, and I found him not.
3The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?The watchmen have found me, (Who are going round about the city), `Him whom my soul have loved saw ye?'
4It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.But a little I passed on from them, Till I found him whom my soul hath loved! I seized him, and let him not go, Till I brought him in unto the house of my mother -- And the chamber of her that conceived me.
5I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
6Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?Who `is' this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed `with' myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?
7Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.Lo, his couch, that `is' Solomon's, Sixty mighty ones `are' around it, Of the mighty of Israel,
8They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.
9King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.A palanquin king Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,
10He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.Its pillars he made of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst lined `with' love, By the daughters of Jerusalem.
11Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.Go forth, and look, ye daughters of Zion, On king Solomon, with the crown, With which his mother crowned him, In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the joy of his heart!

Song of Solomon chapter 4 (16 verses)

KJVYLTNotes
1Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, lo, thou `art' fair, Thine eyes `are' doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,
2Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.As a thread of scarlet `are' thy lips, And thy speech `is' comely, As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil,
4Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.As the tower of David `is' thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.
5Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.Thy two breasts `are' as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.
6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto the hill of frankincense.
7Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.Thou `art' all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
8Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards.
9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
10How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices.
11Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk `are' under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments `Is' as the fragrance of Lebanon.
12A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.A garden shut up `is' my sister-spouse, A spring shut up -- a fountain sealed.
13Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,
14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:Cypresses with nard -- nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices.
15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!
16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.Awake, O north wind, and come, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant fruits!

Song of Solomon chapter 5 (16 verses) - My beloved is knocking! I opened to him but he had gone. The guards found me and wounded me. My beloved is ruddy, his body is ivory.3

KJVYLTNotes
1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!
2I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled `with' dew, My locks `with' drops of the night.'
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.
5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.
7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.
8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I `am' sick with love!
9What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?What `is' thy beloved above `any' beloved, O fair among women? What `is' thy beloved above `any' beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?
10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.My beloved `is' clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!
11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.His head `is' pure gold -- fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,
12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `are' lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,
14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,
15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `is' my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!

Song of Solomon chapter 6 (13 verses)

KJVYLTNotes
1Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?
2My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.I `am' my beloved's, and my beloved `is' mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
4Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.Fair `art' thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
5Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair `is' as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
6Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
7As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil.
8There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
9My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.One is my dove, my perfect one, One she `is' of her mother, The choice one she `is' of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
10Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?`Who `is' this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon -- clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'
11I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed --
12Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.I knew not my soul, It made me -- chariots of my people Nadib.
13Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?

Song of Solomon chapter 7 (13 verses)

KJVYLTNotes
1How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.As the chorus of `Mahanaim.' How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides `are' as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.
2Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.Thy waist `is' a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,
3Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
4Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,
5Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,
9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.And thy palate as the good wine --' Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!
10I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.I `am' my beloved's, and on me `is' his desire.
11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;
13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!

Song of Solomon chapter 8 (14 verses) - Do not awaken love until it pleases. Love is as strong as death. Solomon had a vineyard, but mine is my own. Make haste, my beloved!3

KJVYLTNotes
1O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
2I 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.I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
3His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.Who `is' this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge `that' bare thee.
6Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings `are' burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!
7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down -- they tread upon it.
8We 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?We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
9If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.I `am' a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.My vineyard -- my own -- is before me, The thousand `is' for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!

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The Bible (NIV). The NIV is the best translation for accuracy whilst maintaining readability. Multiple authors, a compendium of multiple previously published books. I prefer to take quotes from the NIV but where I quote the Bible en masse I must quote from the KJV because it is not copyrighted, whilst the NIV is. Book Review.

Breuilly, O'Brien & Palmer
(1997) Religions of the World. Hardback book. Subtitled: "The Illustrated Guide to Origins, Beliefs, Traditions, & Festivals". Published by Lionheart Books. By Elizabeth Breuilly, Joanne O'Brien & Martin Palmer. Published for Transedition Limited and Fernleigh Books.

Price, Robert M.
(2003) Incredible Shrinking Son of Man: How Reliable Is the Gospel Tradition?. Published by Prometheus Books, NY, USA.

Stanton, Elizabeth C.. (1815-1902)
(1898) The Woman's Bible. E-book. Amazon Kindle digital edition produced by Carrie Lorenz and John B. Hare.

Footnotes

  1. Breuilly, O'Brien & Palmer (1997) p28. Added to this page on 2015 Jan 01.^
  2. Stanton (1898) p277-279.^
  3. "Brad Warden Chapter Summaries" (not dated) accessed 2013 May 26.^^^^

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