Oct.
26
Song
of Solomon 7, 8
Son
7:1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter! Your
rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful
workman.
Son
7:2 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your
waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
Son
7:3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
Son
7:4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools
in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of
Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Son
7:5 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like
purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
Son
7:6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
Son
7:7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its
fruit.
Son
7:8 I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take
hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the
vine, the smell of your breath like apples, Beloved
Son
7:9 Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my
beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
Son
7:10 I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.
Son
7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge
in the villages.
Son
7:12 Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine
has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower.
There I will give you my love.
Son
7:13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds
of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my
beloved.
Son
8:1 Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my
mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one
would despise me.
Son
8:2 I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would
instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my
pomegranate.
Son
8:3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would
embrace me.
Son
8:4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor
awaken love, until it so desires. Friends
Son
8:5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her
beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother
conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
Son
8:6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love
is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are
flashes of fire, a very flame of Yahweh.
Son
8:7 Many waters can't quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a
man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be
utterly scorned. Friends
Son
8:8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do
for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
Son
8:9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. if
she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar. Beloved
Son
8:10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes
like one who found peace.
Son
8:11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the
vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver
for its fruit.
Son
8:12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you,
Solomon; two hundred for those who tend its fruit. Lover
Son
8:13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let
me hear your voice! Beloved
Son
8:14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the
mountains of spices!