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==Chapter 1==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|1}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=1}} The song of songs, which is Solomon&amp;#039;s.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=2}} Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is&lt;br /&gt;
better than wine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=3}} Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as&lt;br /&gt;
ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=4}} Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into&lt;br /&gt;
his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will&lt;br /&gt;
remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=5}} I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the&lt;br /&gt;
tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=6}} Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath&lt;br /&gt;
looked upon me: my mother&amp;#039;s children were angry with me; they&lt;br /&gt;
made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard&lt;br /&gt;
have I not kept.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=7}} Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where&lt;br /&gt;
thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as&lt;br /&gt;
one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=8}} If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth&lt;br /&gt;
by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the&lt;br /&gt;
shepherds&amp;#039; tents.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=9}} I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in&lt;br /&gt;
Pharaoh&amp;#039;s chariots.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=10}} Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with&lt;br /&gt;
chains of gold.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=11}} We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=12}} While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth&lt;br /&gt;
forth the smell thereof.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=13}} A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all&lt;br /&gt;
night betwixt my breasts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=14}} My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the&lt;br /&gt;
vineyards of Engedi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=15}} Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou&lt;br /&gt;
hast doves&amp;#039; eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=16}} Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed&lt;br /&gt;
is green.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=1|verse=17}} The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 2==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|2}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=1}} I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=2}} As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=3}} As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my&lt;br /&gt;
beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great&lt;br /&gt;
delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=4}} He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me&lt;br /&gt;
was love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=5}} Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of&lt;br /&gt;
love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=6}} His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth&lt;br /&gt;
embrace me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=7}} I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by&lt;br /&gt;
the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my&lt;br /&gt;
love, till he please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=8}} The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the&lt;br /&gt;
mountains, skipping upon the hills.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=9}} My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth&lt;br /&gt;
behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing&lt;br /&gt;
himself through the lattice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=10}} My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair&lt;br /&gt;
one, and come away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=11}} For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=12}} The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of&lt;br /&gt;
birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our&lt;br /&gt;
land;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=13}} The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with&lt;br /&gt;
the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair&lt;br /&gt;
one, and come away.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=14}} O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret&lt;br /&gt;
places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear&lt;br /&gt;
thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is&lt;br /&gt;
comely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=15}} Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for&lt;br /&gt;
our vines have tender grapes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=16}} My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=2|verse=17}} Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my&lt;br /&gt;
beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the&lt;br /&gt;
mountains of Bether.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 3==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|3}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=1}} By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought&lt;br /&gt;
him, but I found him not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=2}} I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in&lt;br /&gt;
the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought&lt;br /&gt;
him, but I found him not.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=3}} The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said,&lt;br /&gt;
Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=4}} It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him&lt;br /&gt;
whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go,&lt;br /&gt;
until I had brought him into my mother&amp;#039;s house, and into the&lt;br /&gt;
chamber of her that conceived me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=5}} I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by&lt;br /&gt;
the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my&lt;br /&gt;
love, till he please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=6}} Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of&lt;br /&gt;
smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders&lt;br /&gt;
of the merchant?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=7}} Behold his bed, which is Solomon&amp;#039;s; threescore valiant men are&lt;br /&gt;
about it, of the valiant of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=8}} They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his&lt;br /&gt;
sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=9}} King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=10}} He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of&lt;br /&gt;
gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being&lt;br /&gt;
paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=3|verse=11}} Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with&lt;br /&gt;
the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his&lt;br /&gt;
espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 4==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|4}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=1}} Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou&lt;br /&gt;
hast doves&amp;#039; eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of&lt;br /&gt;
goats, that appear from mount Gilead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=2}} Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which&lt;br /&gt;
came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and&lt;br /&gt;
none is barren among them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=3}} Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is&lt;br /&gt;
comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within&lt;br /&gt;
thy locks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=4}} Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury,&lt;br /&gt;
whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty&lt;br /&gt;
men.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=5}} Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which&lt;br /&gt;
feed among the lilies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=6}} Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me&lt;br /&gt;
to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=7}} Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=8}} Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon:&lt;br /&gt;
look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon,&lt;br /&gt;
from the lions&amp;#039; dens, from the mountains of the leopards.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=9}} Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast&lt;br /&gt;
ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of&lt;br /&gt;
thy neck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=10}} How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is&lt;br /&gt;
thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all&lt;br /&gt;
spices!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=11}} Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk&lt;br /&gt;
are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like&lt;br /&gt;
the smell of Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=12}} A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a&lt;br /&gt;
fountain sealed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=13}} Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant&lt;br /&gt;
fruits; camphire, with spikenard,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=14}} Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of&lt;br /&gt;
frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=15}} A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams&lt;br /&gt;
from Lebanon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=4|verse=16}} Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my&lt;br /&gt;
garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved&lt;br /&gt;
come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 5==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|5}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=1}} I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have&lt;br /&gt;
gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb&lt;br /&gt;
with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O&lt;br /&gt;
friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=2}} I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved&lt;br /&gt;
that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my&lt;br /&gt;
dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my&lt;br /&gt;
locks with the drops of the night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=3}} I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed&lt;br /&gt;
my feet; how shall I defile them?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=4}} My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my&lt;br /&gt;
bowels were moved for him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=5}} I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with&lt;br /&gt;
myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the&lt;br /&gt;
handles of the lock.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=6}} I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself,&lt;br /&gt;
and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but&lt;br /&gt;
I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=7}} The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me,&lt;br /&gt;
they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil&lt;br /&gt;
from me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=8}} I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved,&lt;br /&gt;
that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=9}} What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest&lt;br /&gt;
among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved,&lt;br /&gt;
that thou dost so charge us?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=10}} My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten&lt;br /&gt;
thousand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=11}} His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and&lt;br /&gt;
black as a raven.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=12}} His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters,&lt;br /&gt;
washed with milk, and fitly set.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=13}} His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips&lt;br /&gt;
like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=14}} His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is&lt;br /&gt;
as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=15}} His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine&lt;br /&gt;
gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=5|verse=16}} His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is&lt;br /&gt;
my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 6==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|6}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=1}} Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women?&lt;br /&gt;
whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with&lt;br /&gt;
thee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=2}} My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of&lt;br /&gt;
spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=3}} I am my beloved&amp;#039;s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among&lt;br /&gt;
the lilies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=4}} Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem,&lt;br /&gt;
terrible as an army with banners.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=5}} Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy&lt;br /&gt;
hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=6}} Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the&lt;br /&gt;
washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one&lt;br /&gt;
barren among them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=7}} As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=8}} There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and&lt;br /&gt;
virgins without number.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=9}} My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her&lt;br /&gt;
mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The&lt;br /&gt;
daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the&lt;br /&gt;
concubines, and they praised her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=10}} Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the&lt;br /&gt;
moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=11}} I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the&lt;br /&gt;
valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the&lt;br /&gt;
pomegranates budded.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=12}} Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of&lt;br /&gt;
Amminadib.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=6|verse=13}} Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look&lt;br /&gt;
upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the&lt;br /&gt;
company of two armies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 7==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|7}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=1}} How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince&amp;#039;s daughter!&lt;br /&gt;
the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the&lt;br /&gt;
hands of a cunning workman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=2}} Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:&lt;br /&gt;
thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=3}} Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=4}} Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools&lt;br /&gt;
in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the&lt;br /&gt;
tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=5}} Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine&lt;br /&gt;
head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=6}} How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=7}} This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to&lt;br /&gt;
clusters of grapes.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=8}} I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the&lt;br /&gt;
boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of&lt;br /&gt;
the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=9}} And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved,&lt;br /&gt;
that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are&lt;br /&gt;
asleep to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=10}} I am my beloved&amp;#039;s, and his desire is toward me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=11}} Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge&lt;br /&gt;
in the villages.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=12}} Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine&lt;br /&gt;
flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the&lt;br /&gt;
pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=7|verse=13}} The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of&lt;br /&gt;
pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O&lt;br /&gt;
my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Chapter 8==&lt;br /&gt;
{{chapter|8}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=1}} O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my&lt;br /&gt;
mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;&lt;br /&gt;
yea, I should not be despised.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=2}} I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother&amp;#039;s house, who&lt;br /&gt;
would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine&lt;br /&gt;
of the juice of my pomegranate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=3}} His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand&lt;br /&gt;
should embrace me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=4}} I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up,&lt;br /&gt;
nor awake my love, until he please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=5}} Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon&lt;br /&gt;
her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy&lt;br /&gt;
mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that&lt;br /&gt;
bare thee.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=6}} Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm:&lt;br /&gt;
for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave:&lt;br /&gt;
the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most&lt;br /&gt;
vehement flame.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=7}} Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown&lt;br /&gt;
it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for&lt;br /&gt;
love, it would utterly be contemned.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=8}} We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall&lt;br /&gt;
we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=9}} If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver:&lt;br /&gt;
and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of&lt;br /&gt;
cedar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=10}} I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his&lt;br /&gt;
eyes as one that found favour.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=11}} Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard&lt;br /&gt;
unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a&lt;br /&gt;
thousand pieces of silver.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=12}} My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon,&lt;br /&gt;
must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof&lt;br /&gt;
two hundred.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=13}} Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to&lt;br /&gt;
thy voice: cause me to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{verse|chapter=8|verse=14}} Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a&lt;br /&gt;
young hart upon the mountains of spices.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{biblecontents|version=King James}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{PD-nonUK}}&lt;br /&gt;
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[[ar:سفر نشيد الأنشاد]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[cs:Bible (Kralická)/Píseň Šalamounova]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[el:Άσμα Ασμάτων]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[es:Cantar de los Cantares]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[he:שיר השירים ניקוד]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[it:Sacra Bibbia (riveduta Luzzi 1925)/Antico Testamento/Libri poetici e sapienziali/Cantico dei Cantici]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[la:The Old Testament (Vulgate)/Canticum Canticorum]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[pl:Biblia Gdańska/Pieśń nad Pieśniami]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[ro:Biblia/Vechiul Testament/Cântarea Cântărilor]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[ru:Песнь песней Соломона]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[ru:Библия (Макарий)/Песнь песней Соломона]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[sv:Bibeln 1917/Höga Visan]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[uk:Біблія (Огієнко)/Пісня над піснями]]&lt;br /&gt;
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{{interwiki-info|ru1|Russian Synodal Bible}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{interwiki-info|ru2|Archimandrite Macarius&amp;#039; translation}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Djehuti</name></author>
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