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The Lovers Speak
“Oh, that you were like a brother to me,Who nursed at the breasts of my mother.If I found you out of doors, I would kiss you;No one would blame me or despise me, either. Ps 143:62 “I would lead you and abring youInto the house of my mother, who used to instruct me;I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.3 “Let ahis left hand be under my headAnd his right hand embrace me.” Ex 19:4; Deut 33:27
(The Bridegroom)
4 “aI command you to take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem,That you do not rouse nor awaken my loveUntil she pleases.”
(The Chorus)
5 “aWho is this coming up from the wildernessLeaning upon her beloved?”(The Shulammite Bride)“Under the bapple tree I awakened you to my love;There your mother was in labor with you,There she was in labor and gave you birth.6 “Put me like a seal on your heart,Like a aseal on your arm;For love is as strong as death,bJealousy is as severe and cruel as Sheol (the place of the dead) .Its flashes are flashes of fire,A most vehement flame the very flame of the 1LORD! Deut 4:24; Is 49:16; 1+@Cor 10:227 “Many waters cannot quench love,Nor can rivers drown it.aIf a man would offer all the riches of his house for love,It would be utterly scorned and despised.”
(The Chorus)
8 “We have a little sisterAnd she ahas no breasts.What shall we do for our sisterOn the day when she is spoken for in marriage?9 “If she is a wall (discreet, womanly) ,We will build on her a turret (dowry) of silver;But if she is a door (bold, flirtatious) ,We will enclose her with aplanks of cedar.”
(The Shulammite Bride)
10 “I was a wall, and amy breasts were like the towers.Then I became in the king’s eyesAs one to be respected and allowed to find peace.11 “Solomon had a avineyard at Baal-hamon;He bentrusted the vineyard to ccaretakers;Each one was to bring him a dthousand shekels of silver for its efruit.12 “My very own vineyard is at my disposal;The thousand shekels of silver are for you, O Solomon,And two hundred are for those who tend the fruit.”
(The Bridegroom)
13 “O you who sit in the gardens,My acompanions are listening for your voice—Let me bhear it.”
(The Shulammite Bride)
14 “Hurry, my beloved and come quickly,aLike a gazelle or a young stag taking me homeOn the bmountains of spices.”