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| The Book of Song of Solomon 8 | ||||||||||||||||
| The Young's Literal Translation Online Bible (YLT) | ||||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:1 | Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me, | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:2 | I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother`s house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate, | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:3 | His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:4 | I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please! | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:5 | Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge [that] bare thee. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:6 | Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of Jah! | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:7 | Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down they tread upon it. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:8 | We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her? | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:9 | If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:10 | I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace. | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:11 | Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings; | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:12 | My vineyard my own is before me, The thousand [is] for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens! | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:13 | The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe, | |||||||||||||||
| Song of Solomon 8:14 | Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices! | |||||||||||||||
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