Song of Solomon 3
King James Version
3 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
6 Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7 Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
8 They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Hoheslied 3
Hoffnung für Alle
Nächtliche Sehnsucht
Sie:
3 Nachts auf meinem Bett
sehnte ich mich nach meinem Liebsten.
So gern wollte ich bei ihm sein,
doch er war nicht da!
2 »Ich will aufstehn, die Stadt durchstreifen,
durch die Gassen und über die Plätze laufen.
Meinen Liebsten muss ich finden!«
Ich suchte nach ihm, doch vergebens.
3 Bei ihrem Rundgang griff die Wache mich auf:
»Habt ihr meinen Liebsten gesehen?«, fragte ich sie.
4 Kaum war ich an ihnen vorbei,
da fand ich ihn, dem mein Herz gehört.
Ich hielt ihn fest und ließ ihn nicht mehr los.
Ich führte ihn in das Haus meiner Mutter,
in jene Kammer, in der sie mich empfing.
5 Ihr Mädchen von Jerusalem,
ich beschwöre euch bei der Liebe selbst:
Weckt sie nicht auf und facht die Leidenschaft nicht an,
bis die Zeit dafür kommt![a]
Der Hochzeitszug
Die Zuschauer:
6 Wer kommt dort herauf aus der Wüste,
umgeben von Rauchsäulen aus Weihrauch und Myrrhe
und allen Parfümen der Händler?
7 Seht! Es ist die Sänfte Salomos,
von sechzig Männern ist sie umringt,
von Israels tapferen Soldaten.
8 Sie alle sind im Kampf erprobt,
sie tragen das Schwert an der Seite
zum Schutz vor den Gefahren der Nacht.
9 Eine Sänfte ließ König Salomo sich bauen
aus dem kostbaren Holz des Libanon.
10 Die Pfosten sind mit Silber beschlagen
und die Lehnen mit Gold überzogen.
Der Stoff des Thronsitzes ist purpurrot,
liebevoll bestickt von Jerusalems Frauen.
11 Kommt heraus, ihr Mädchen von Jerusalem!
Seht König Salomo mit seiner Krone!
Heute hat seine Mutter ihn damit geschmückt,
am Tag seiner Hochzeit, am Tag seines Glücks!
Song of Solomon 3
New King James Version
A Troubled Night
The Shulamite
3 By (A)night on my bed I sought the one I love;
I sought him, but I did not find him.
2 “I will rise now,” I said,
“And go about the city;
In the streets and in the squares
I will seek the one I love.”
I sought him, but I did not find him.
3 (B)The watchmen who go about the city found me;
I said,
“Have you seen the one I love?”
4 Scarcely had I passed by them,
When I found the one I love.
I held him and would not let him go,
Until I had brought him to the (C)house of my mother,
And into the [a]chamber of her who conceived me.
5 (D)I [b]charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
By the gazelles or by the does of the field,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.
The Coming of Solomon
The Shulamite
6 (E)Who is this coming out of the wilderness
Like pillars of smoke,
Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,
With all the merchant’s fragrant powders?
7 Behold, it is Solomon’s couch,
With sixty valiant men around it,
Of the valiant of Israel.
8 They all hold swords,
Being expert in war.
Every man has his sword on his thigh
Because of fear in the night.
9 Of the wood of Lebanon
Solomon the King
Made himself a [c]palanquin:
10 He made its pillars of silver,
Its support of gold,
Its seat of purple,
Its interior paved with love
By the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O daughters of Zion,
And see King Solomon with the crown
With which his mother crowned him
On the day of his wedding,
The day of the gladness of his heart.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 3:4 room
- Song of Solomon 3:5 adjure
- Song of Solomon 3:9 A portable enclosed chair
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