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He Speaks:

My bride, my very own,
I come to my garden
    and enjoy its spices.
I eat my honeycomb and honey;
    I drink my wine and milk.

Their Friends Speak:

Eat and drink until
    you are drunk with love.

Another Dream

She Speaks:

I was asleep, but dreaming:
The one I love was at the door,
    knocking and saying,
“My darling, my very own,
my flawless dove,
    open the door for me!
My head is drenched
    with evening dew.”

But I had already undressed
    and bathed my feet.
Should I dress again
    and get my feet dirty?
Then my darling's hand
reached to open the latch,
    and my heart stood still.
When I rose to open the door,
my hands and my fingers
    dripped with perfume.

And I yearned for him
    while he spoke to me,
but when I opened the door,
    my darling had disappeared.
I searched and shouted,
but I could not find him—
    there was no answer.
Then I was found by the guards
patrolling the town
    and guarding the wall.
They beat me up
    and stripped off my robe.

Young women of Jerusalem,
    if you find the one I love,
please say to him,
    “She is weak with desire.”

Their Friends Speak:

Most beautiful of women,
why is the one you love
    more special than others?
Why do you ask us
    to tell him how you feel?

She Speaks:

10 He is handsome and healthy,
the most outstanding
    among ten thousand.
11 His head is purest gold;
his hair is wavy,
    black as a raven.
12 His eyes are a pair of doves
bathing in a stream
    flowing with milk.[a]
13 His face is a garden
    of sweet-smelling spices;
his lips are lilies
    dripping with perfume.

14 His arms are branches of gold
    covered with jewels;
his body is ivory[b]
    decorated with sapphires.
15 His legs are columns of marble
    on feet of gold.
He stands there majestic
like Mount Lebanon
    and its choice cedar trees.
16 His kisses are sweet.
    I desire him so much!
Young women of Jerusalem,
    he is my lover and friend.

Their Friends Speak:

Most beautiful of women,
tell us where he has gone.
    Let us help you find him.

She Speaks:

My darling has gone down
    to his garden of spices,
where he will feed his sheep
    and gather lilies.
I am his, and he is mine,
as he feeds his sheep
    among the lilies.

He Speaks:

My dearest, the cities of Tirzah
and Jerusalem
    are not as lovely as you.
Your charms are more powerful
than all of the stars
    in the heavens.[c]
Turn away your eyes—
    they make me melt.
Your hair tosses about
as gracefully as goats
    coming down from Gilead.
Your teeth are whiter
    than sheep freshly washed;
they match perfectly,
    not one is missing.
Behind your veil are hidden
    beautiful rosy cheeks.[d]

What if I could have
sixty queens, eighty wives,
    and thousands of others!
You would be my only choice,
    my flawless dove,
the favorite child
    of your mother.
The young women, the queens,
    and all the others
tell how excited you are
    as they sing your praises:
10 “You are as majestic
    as the morning sky—
glorious as the moon—
    blinding as the sun!
Your charms are more powerful
    than all the stars above.”[e]

She Speaks:

11 I went down to see if blossoms
were on the walnut trees,
    grapevines, and fruit trees.
12 But in my imagination
I was suddenly riding
    on a glorious chariot.[f]

Their Friends Speak:

13 Dance! Dance!
Beautiful woman from Shulam,
    let us see you dance!

She Speaks:

Why do you want to see
this woman from Shulam
    dancing with the others?[g]

The Wedding Dance

He Speaks:

You are a princess,
and your feet are graceful
    in their sandals.
Your thighs are works of art,
    each one a jewel;
your navel is a wine glass
    filled to overflowing.
Your body is full and slender
like a bundle of wheat
    bound together by lilies.
Your breasts are like twins
    of a deer.
Your neck is like ivory,
    and your eyes sparkle
like the pools of Heshbon
    by the gate of Bath-Rabbim.
Your nose is beautiful
like Mount Lebanon
    above the city of Damascus.
Your head is held high
    like Mount Carmel;
your hair is so lovely
    it holds a king prisoner.[h]

You are very beautiful,
    so desirable!
You are tall and slender
like a palm tree,
    and your breasts are full.
I will climb that tree
    and cling to its branches.
I will discover that your breasts
    are clusters of grapes,
and that your breath
    is the aroma of apples.
Kissing you is more delicious
than drinking the finest wine.
    How wonderful and tasty![i]

She Speaks:

10 My darling, I am yours,
    and you desire me.
11 Let's stroll through the fields
    and sleep in the villages.
12 At dawn let's slip out and see
if grapevines and fruit trees
    are covered with blossoms.
When we are there,
    I will give you my love.
13 Perfume from the magic flower[j]
    fills the air, my darling.
Right at our doorstep
I have stored up for you
    all kinds of tasty fruits.

If Only You and I …

She Speaks:

If you were my brother,
    I could kiss you
whenever we happen to meet,
and no one would say
    I did wrong.
I could take you to the home
of my mother,
    who taught me all I know.[k]
I would give you delicious wine
    and fruit juice as well.
Put your left hand under my head
and embrace me
    with your right arm.

Young women of Jerusalem,
promise me never to awaken love
    before it is ready.

Their Friends Speak:

Who is this young woman
    coming in from the desert
and leaning on the shoulder
    of the one she loves?

She Speaks:

I stirred up your passions
under the apple tree
    where you were born.
Always keep me in your heart
and wear this bracelet
    to remember me by.
The passion of love
    bursting into flame
is more powerful than death,
    stronger than the grave.
Love cannot be drowned
    by oceans or floods.
It cannot be bought—
any offer would be scorned
    no matter how great.

Their Friends Speak:

We have a little sister
whose breasts
    are not yet formed.
If someone asks to marry her,
    what should we do?
She isn't a wall
that we can defend
    behind a silver shield.
Neither is she a room
that we can protect
    behind a wooden door.

She Speaks:

10 I am a wall around a city,
    my breasts are towers,
and just looking at me
    brings him great pleasure.
11 Solomon has a vineyard
    at Baal-Hamon,
which he rents to others
for a thousand pieces
    of silver each.
12 My vineyard is mine alone!
Solomon can keep his silver
    and the others can keep
    their share of the profits.

He Speaks:

13 You are in the garden
with friends all around.
    Let me hear your voice!

She Speaks:

14 Hurry to me, my darling!
Run faster than a deer
    to mountains of spices.

Footnotes

  1. 5.12 milk: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text of verse 12.
  2. 5.14 his … ivory: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text.
  3. 6.4 all … heavens: Or “a mighty army ready for war.”
  4. 6.7 cheeks: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text of verse 7.
  5. 6.10 all … above: Or “a mighty army ready for war.”
  6. 6.12 chariot: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text of verse 12.
  7. 6.13 dancing … others: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text.
  8. 7.5 it … prisoner: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text.
  9. 7.9 How … tasty: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text.
  10. 7.13 magic flower: The Hebrew text has “mandrake,” a plant that was thought to give sexual powers.
  11. 8.2 who … know: One possible meaning for the difficult Hebrew text.

He

I have come into my garden,(A) my sister, my bride;(B)
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.(C)

Friends

Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

She

I slept but my heart was awake.
    Listen! My beloved is knocking:
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove,(D) my flawless(E) one.(F)
My head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.”
I have taken off my robe—
    must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
    must I soil them again?
My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
    my heart began to pound for him.
I arose to open for my beloved,
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,(G)
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
    on the handles of the bolt.
I opened for my beloved,(H)
    but my beloved had left; he was gone.(I)
    My heart sank at his departure.[a]
I looked(J) for him but did not find him.
    I called him but he did not answer.
The watchmen found me
    as they made their rounds in the city.(K)
They beat me, they bruised me;
    they took away my cloak,
    those watchmen of the walls!
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you(L)
    if you find my beloved,(M)
what will you tell him?
    Tell him I am faint with love.(N)

Friends

How is your beloved better than others,
    most beautiful of women?(O)
How is your beloved better than others,
    that you so charge us?

She

10 My beloved is radiant and ruddy,
    outstanding among ten thousand.(P)
11 His head is purest gold;
    his hair is wavy
    and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves(Q)
    by the water streams,
washed in milk,(R)
    mounted like jewels.
13 His cheeks(S) are like beds of spice(T)
    yielding perfume.
His lips are like lilies(U)
    dripping with myrrh.(V)
14 His arms are rods of gold
    set with topaz.
His body is like polished ivory
    decorated with lapis lazuli.(W)
15 His legs are pillars of marble
    set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,(X)
    choice as its cedars.
16 His mouth(Y) is sweetness itself;
    he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,(Z) this is my friend,
    daughters of Jerusalem.(AA)

Friends

Where has your beloved(AB) gone,
    most beautiful of women?(AC)
Which way did your beloved turn,
    that we may look for him with you?

She

My beloved has gone(AD) down to his garden,(AE)
    to the beds of spices,(AF)
to browse in the gardens
    and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;(AG)
    he browses among the lilies.(AH)

He

You are as beautiful as Tirzah,(AI) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,(AJ)
    as majestic as troops with banners.(AK)
Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(AL)
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.(AM)
Your temples behind your veil(AN)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.(AO)
Sixty queens(AP) there may be,
    and eighty concubines,(AQ)
    and virgins beyond number;
but my dove,(AR) my perfect one,(AS) is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.(AT)
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

Friends

10 Who is this that appears like the dawn,
    fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
    majestic as the stars in procession?

He

11 I went down to the grove of nut trees
    to look at the new growth in the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
    or the pomegranates were in bloom.(AU)
12 Before I realized it,
    my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.[b]

Friends

13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
    come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

He

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite
    as on the dance(AV) of Mahanaim?[c]

[d]How beautiful your sandaled feet,
    O prince’s(AW) daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
    the work of an artist’s hands.
Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.
Your breasts(AX) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.(AY)
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon(AZ)
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon(BA)
    looking toward Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.(BB)
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful(BC) you are and how pleasing,
    my love, with your delights!(BD)
Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts(BE) like clusters of fruit.
I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,(BF)
    and your mouth like the best wine.

She

May the wine go straight to my beloved,(BG)
    flowing gently over lips and teeth.[e]
10 I belong to my beloved,
    and his desire(BH) is for me.(BI)
11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside,
    let us spend the night in the villages.[f]
12 Let us go early to the vineyards(BJ)
    to see if the vines have budded,(BK)
if their blossoms(BL) have opened,
    and if the pomegranates(BM) are in bloom(BN)
    there I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes(BO) send out their fragrance,
    and at our door is every delicacy,
both new and old,
    that I have stored up for you, my beloved.(BP)

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.
I would lead you
    and bring you to my mother’s house(BQ)
    she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the nectar of my pomegranates.
His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.(BR)
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
    Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.(BS)

Friends

Who is this coming up from the wilderness(BT)
    leaning on her beloved?

She

Under the apple tree I roused you;
    there your mother conceived(BU) you,
    there she who was in labor gave you birth.
Place me like a seal over your heart,
    like a seal on your arm;
for love(BV) is as strong as death,
    its jealousy[g](BW) unyielding as the grave.
It burns like blazing fire,
    like a mighty flame.[h]
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[i] would be utterly scorned.(BX)

Friends

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?
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(BY) in Baal Hamon;
    he let out his vineyard to tenants.
Each was to bring for its fruit
    a thousand shekels[j](BZ) of silver.
12 But my own vineyard(CA) is mine to give;
    the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
    and two hundred[k] 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

14 Come away, my beloved,
    and be like a gazelle(CB)
or like a young stag(CC)
    on the spice-laden mountains.(CD)

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 5:6 Or heart had gone out to him when he spoke
  2. Song of Songs 6:12 Or among the chariots of Amminadab; or among the chariots of the people of the prince
  3. Song of Songs 6:13 In Hebrew texts this verse (6:13) is numbered 7:1.
  4. Song of Songs 7:1 In Hebrew texts 7:1-13 is numbered 7:2-14.
  5. Song of Songs 7:9 Septuagint, Aquila, Vulgate and Syriac; Hebrew lips of sleepers
  6. Song of Songs 7:11 Or the henna bushes
  7. Song of Songs 8:6 Or ardor
  8. Song of Songs 8:6 Or fire, / like the very flame of the Lord
  9. Song of Songs 8:7 Or he
  10. Song of Songs 8:11 That is, about 25 pounds or about 12 kilograms; also in verse 12
  11. Song of Songs 8:12 That is, about 5 pounds or about 2.3 kilograms