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Song of Songs 8

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8
The Power and Preciousness of Love
1“Oh that you were like a brother to me
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts.
If I found you outside, I would kiss you;
No one would despise me, either.
2“I would lead you and bring you
Into the house of my mother, who used to teach me;
I would give you spiced wine to drink from the sweet wine of my pomegranates.
3“Let his left hand be under my head
And his right hand embrace me.”
4¶“#8:4 BRIDEGROOMI call you to solemnly swear, O daughters of Jerusalem,
# 8:4 Or Do not arouse Why should you arouse or awaken my love
Until #8:4 Or itshe pleases?”
5¶“#8:5 CHORUSWho is this coming up from the wilderness
Leaning on her beloved?”
“#8:5 BRIDEBeneath the #8:5 Or apricotapple tree I awakened you;
There your mother was in labor with you;
There she was in labor and gave you birth.
6“Put me like a #8:6 Or signetseal over your heart,
Like a seal on your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
# 8:6 Or Its ardor is as inflexible Jealousy is as severe as Sheol;
Its flashes are flashes of fire,
# 8:6 Or A vehement flame The very flame of #8:6 The shortened form of Yahweh, found in poetry and praise (e.g. Hallelujah), and in names (e.g. Zechariah)Yah.
7“Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor will rivers overflow it;
If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love,
It would be utterly despised.”
8¶“#8:8 CHORUSWe have a little sister,
And she has no breasts;
What shall we do for our sister
On the day when she is spoken for?
9“If she is a wall,
We will build on her a battlement of silver;
But if she is a door,
We will barricade her with planks of cedar.”
10¶“#8:10 BRIDEI was a wall, and my breasts were like towers;
Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace.
11“Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;
He gave the vineyard to caretakers.
Each one was to bring #8:11 Approx. 25 lb. or 11.3 kg, a shekel was approx. 0.4 oz. or 11 gmone thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
12“My very own vineyard is before me;
The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
And two hundred are for those who take care of its fruit.”
13¶“#8:13 BRIDEGROOMO you who sit in the gardens,
My companions are giving heed to your voice—
Let me hear it!”
14¶“#8:14 BRIDE, Lit FleeHurry, my beloved,
And be like a gazelle or a young #8:14 Lit of the stagsstag
On the mountains of spices.”