Song 8 | ASV | e4.org | Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me.

‏ Song of Solomon 8

1 Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; Yea, and none would despise me. 2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother’s house, ^▼▼1 Who would instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the ^▼▼2 juice of my pomegranate. ^{▼▼1) Or That thou mightest 2) Or sweet wine} 3 His left hand should be under my head, And his right hand should embrace me. 4 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, ^▼▼1 That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until ^▼▼2 he please. ^{▼▼1) Heb Why should ye stir up? or why etc 2) Or it ; Or she}

5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee: There thy mother was in travail with thee, There was she in travail ^▼▼1 that brought thee forth. ^{▼▼1) Or and} 6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is ^▼▼1 cruel as Sheol; The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, ^▼▼2 A very flame of ^▼▼3 Jehovah. ^{▼▼1) Heb hard 2) Or A most vehement flame 3) Heb Jah} 7 Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, ^▼▼1 He would utterly be contemned. ^{▼▼1) Or It}

8 We 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? 9 If she be a wall, We will build upon her ^▼▼1 a turret of silver: And if she be a door, We will inclose her with boards of cedar. ^{▼▼1) Or battlements} 10 I ^▼▼1 am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace. ^{▼▼1) Or was} 11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. 12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken ^▼▼1 for thy voice: Cause me to hear it. ^{▼▼1) Or to} 14 ^▼▼1 Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a ^▼▼2 roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices. ^{▼▼1) Heb Flee 2) Or gazelle}