AFV2020 - Song of Solomon - 8

8:1  Oh that you were as my brother, who sucked my mother's breasts? When I find You outside, I would kiss You; yea, none would despise me.

8:2  I would lead You, and bring You into my mother's house. You would instruct me; I would cause You to drink spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

8:3  His left hand would be under my head, and His right handwould embrace me.

8:4  I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, why should you stir up or awaken love until it pleases?

8:5  Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her Beloved? I awakened you under the apple tree; there your mother was in travail with you; there she was in travail and brought you forth.

8:6  Set me as a seal on Your heart, as a seal on Your arm; for love is as strong as death. Jealousy is cruel as the grave; its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.

8:7  Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the rivers overflow it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be scorned.

8:8  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?

8:9  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.

8:10  I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; thus I have become in His eyes as one finding peace.

8:11  Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; everyone for its fruit was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.

8:12  My vineyard, which is mine, is before me; you, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and for the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.

8:13  You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice—cause Me to hear it!

8:14  Hurry, my Beloved, and be like a gazelle, or a young deer, the stag, on the mountains of spices.