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Awit ng mga Awit 8
Ang Dating Biblia (1905)
Awit ng mga Awit 8
Ang Dating Biblia (1905)
8 Oh ikaw sana'y naging aking kapatid, na humitit ng mga suso ng aking ina! Pagka nasumpungan kita sa labas, hahagkan kita; Oo, at walang hahamak sa akin.
2 Aking papatnubayan ka, at dadalhin kita sa bahay ng aking ina, na magtuturo sa akin; aking paiinumin ka ng hinaluang alak, ng katas ng aking granada.
3 Ang kaniyang kaliwang kamay ay malalagay sa ilalim ng aking ulo, at ang kaniyang kanang kamay ay yayakap sa akin.
4 Pinagbibilinan ko kayo, Oh mga anak na babae ng Jerusalem, na huwag ninyong pukawin o gisingin man ang sinta ko, hanggang sa ibigin niya.
5 Sino itong umaahong mula sa ilang, na humihilig sa kaniyang sinisinta? Sa ilalim ng punong mansanas ay ginising kita: doon nagdamdam sa iyo ang iyong ina, doon nagdamdam yaong nanganak sa iyo.
6 Ilagay mo akong pinakatatak sa iyong puso, pinakatatak sa iyong bisig: sapagka't ang pagsinta ay malakas na parang kamatayan, panibugho ay mabagsik na parang Sheol: ang mga liyab niyaon ay parang mga liyab ng apoy, isang pinaka liyab ng Panginoon.
7 Ang maraming tubig ay hindi makapapatay sa pagsinta, ni mapauurong man ng mga baha; kung ibigay ng lalake ang lahat na laman ng kaniyang bahay dahil sa pagsinta, siya'y lubos na kukutyain.
8 Tayo'y may isang munting kapatid na babae, at siya'y walang mga suso: ano ang ating gagawin sa ating kapatid na babae sa araw na siya'y ipakikiusap?
9 Kung siya'y maging isang kuta, pagtatayuan natin siya ng moog na pilak: at kung siya'y maging isang pintuan, ating tatakpan ng mga tablang sedro.
10 Ako'y isang kuta, at ang aking mga suso ay parang mga moog niyaon: ako nga'y naging sa harap ng kaniyang mga mata ay parang nakakasumpong ng kapayapaan.
11 Si Salomon ay may ubasan sa Baal-hamon; kaniyang pinaupahan ang ubasan sa mga tagapamahala; bawa't isa'y nagdadala dahil sa bunga niyaon ng isang libong putol na pilak.
12 Ang aking ubasan na akin ay nasa harap ko; ikaw, Oh Salomon, ay magkakaroon ng libo, at ang nangagiingat ng bunga niyaon ay dalawang daan.
13 Ikaw na tumatahan sa mga halamanan, ang mga kasama ay nangakikinig ng iyong tinig: iparinig mo sa akin.
14 Ikaw ay magmadali, sinisinta ko, at ikaw ay maging parang usa o batang usa sa mga bundok ng mga especia.
Song of Songs 8
New International Version
Song of Songs 8
New International Version
8 If only you were to me like a brother,
who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
I would kiss you,
and no one would despise me.
2 I would lead you
and bring you to my mother’s house(A)—
she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
the nectar of my pomegranates.
3 His left arm is under my head
and his right arm embraces me.(B)
4 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.(C)
Friends
5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness(D)
leaning on her beloved?
She
Under the apple tree I roused you;
there your mother conceived(E) you,
there she who was in labor gave you birth.
6 Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm;
for love(F) is as strong as death,
its jealousy[a](G) unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame.[b]
7 Many waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot sweep it away.
If one were to give
all the wealth of one’s house for love,
it[c] would be utterly scorned.(H)
Friends
8 We have a little sister,
and her breasts are not yet grown.
What shall we do for our sister
on the day she is spoken for?
9 If she is a wall,
we will build towers of silver on her.
If she is a door,
we will enclose her with panels of cedar.
She
10 I am a wall,
and my breasts are like towers.
Thus I have become in his eyes
like one bringing contentment.
11 Solomon had a vineyard(I) in Baal Hamon;
he let out his vineyard to tenants.
Each was to bring for its fruit
a thousand shekels[d](J) of silver.
12 But my own vineyard(K) is mine to give;
the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
and two hundred[e] are for those who tend its fruit.
He
13 You who dwell in the gardens
with friends in attendance,
let me hear your voice!
She
Footnotes
- Song of Songs 8:6 Or ardor
- Song of Songs 8:6 Or fire, / like the very flame of the Lord
- Song of Songs 8:7 Or he
- Song of Songs 8:11 That is, about 25 pounds or about 12 kilograms; also in verse 12
- Song of Songs 8:12 That is, about 5 pounds or about 2.3 kilograms
Cantique des cantiques 8
Nouvelle Edition de Genève – NEG1979
Cantique des cantiques 8
Nouvelle Edition de Genève – NEG1979
8 Oh! Que n’es-tu mon frère,
Allaité des mamelles de ma mère!
Je te rencontrerais dehors, je t’embrasserais,
Et l’on ne me mépriserait pas.
2 Je veux te conduire, t’amener à la maison de ma mère;
Tu me donneras tes instructions,
Et je te ferai boire du vin parfumé,
Du moût de mes grenades.
3 Que sa main gauche soit sous ma tête,
Et que sa droite m’embrasse!
Salomon
4 Je vous en conjure, filles de Jérusalem,
Ne réveillez pas, ne réveillez pas l’amour,
Avant qu’elle le veuille.
Les filles de Jérusalem
5 Qui est celle qui monte du désert,
Appuyée sur son bien-aimé?
Salomon
Je t’ai réveillée sous le pommier;
Là ta mère t’a enfantée,
C’est là qu’elle t’a enfantée, qu’elle t’a donné le jour.
6 Mets-moi comme un sceau sur ton cœur,
Comme un sceau sur ton bras;
Car l’amour est fort comme la mort,
La jalousie est inflexible comme le séjour des morts;
Ses ardeurs sont des ardeurs de feu,
Une flamme de l’Eternel.
La Sulamithe
7 Les grandes eaux ne peuvent éteindre l’amour,
Et les fleuves ne le submergeraient pas;
Quand un homme offrirait tous les biens de sa maison contre l’amour,
Il ne s’attirerait que le mépris.
8 Nous avons une petite sœur,
Qui n’a point encore de mamelles;
Que ferons-nous de notre sœur,
Le jour où on la recherchera?
9 Si elle est un mur,
Nous bâtirons sur elle des créneaux d’argent;
Si elle est une porte,
Nous la fermerons avec une planche de cèdre.
10 Je suis un mur,
Et mes seins sont comme des tours;
J’ai été à ses yeux comme celle qui trouve la paix.
11 Salomon avait une vigne à Baal-Hamon;
Il remit la vigne à des gardiens;
Chacun apportait pour son fruit mille sicles d’argent.
12 Ma vigne, qui est à moi, je la garde.
A toi, Salomon, les mille sicles,
Et deux cents à ceux qui gardent le fruit!
Salomon
13 Habitante des jardins!
Des amis prêtent l’oreille à ta voix.
Daigne me la faire entendre!
La Sulamithe
14 Fuis, mon bien-aimé!
Sois semblable à la gazelle ou au faon des biches,
Sur les montagnes des aromates!
Song of Solomon 8
King James Version
Song of Solomon 8
King James Version
8 O 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.
2 I 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.
3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
5 Who 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.
6 Set 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.
7 Many 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.
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 a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
11 Solomon 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.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
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