Song of Solomon

The Bride’s Dream

1On my bed at nightI sought the one I love;I sought him,but did not find him.

2I will arise now and go about the city,through the streets and squares.I will seek the one I love.So I sought him but did not find him.

3I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city:“Have you seen the one I love?”

4I had just passed them when I found the one I love.I held him and would not let gountil I had brought him to my mother’s house,to the chamber of the one who conceived me.

5O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure youby the gazelles and does of the field:Do not arouse or awaken loveuntil the time is right.

Solomon Arrives on His Wedding Day

6Who is this coming up from the wildernesslike a column of smoke,scented with myrrh and frankincensefrom all the spices of the merchant?

7Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage,escorted by sixty of the mightiest men of Israel.

8All are skilled with the sword,experienced in warfare.Each has his sword at his sideprepared for the terror of the night.

9King Solomon has made his carriageout of the timber of Lebanon.

10He has made its posts of silver,its base of gold, its seat of purple fabric.Its interior is inlaid with loveby the daughters of Jerusalem.

11Come out, O daughters of Zion,and gaze at King Solomon,wearing the crown with which his mother crowned himon the day of his wedding— the day of his heart’s rejoicing.

1In my bed by night I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and found him not.

2I will rise, and will go about the city: in the streets and the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and I found him not.

3The watchmen who keep the city, found me: Have you seen him, whom my soul loveth?

4When I had a little passed by them, I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him: and I will not let him go, till I bring him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that bore me.

5I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and the harts of the fields, that you stir not up, nor awake my beloved, till she please.

6Who is she that goeth up by the desert, as a pillar of smoke of aromatical spices, of myrrh, and frankincense, and of all the powders of the perfumer?

7Behold threescore valiant ones of the most valiant of Israel, surrounded the bed of Solomon?

8All holding swords, and most expert in war: every man’s sword upon his thigh, because of fears in the night.

9King Solomon hath made him a litter of the wood of Libanus:

10The pillars thereof he made of silver, the seat of gold, the going up of purple: the midst he covered with charity for the daughters of Jerusalem.

11Go forth, ye daughters of Sion, and see king Solomon in the diadem, wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the joy of his heart.