Song of Songs 3
1BY night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loved. I sought him but did not find him.
2I called him but he made me no answer. I will rise now and take a circuit in the city—in the places of public resort and in the streets; and seek him whom my soul loveth. I sought him but did not find him.
3The watchmen who take their rounds in the city, met me. Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4It was but a little while after I parted from them, till I found him whom my soul loveth. I took hold of him and did not let him go till I brought him to my mother’s house and into the chambers of her who conceived me.
5I charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem by the powers and virtues of the field, not to stir up nor awake my love till he please.
6What is this coming up from the wilderness; like a column of smoke, fuming with myrrh and incense made of all the perfumer’s powders?
7It is the palanquin of Solomon, three score chiefs of the chiefs of Israel are around it.
8All swordsmen expert in war. Every man with his sword on his thigh, for fear of danger by night.
9King Solomon had made himself a palanquin of the wood of Lebanon.
10Its columns he made of silver, and his sofa was of gold. Its canopy was purple, and its inside carpeted with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11O daughter of Sion go forth and view king Solomon; in the crown with which his mother crowned him; on the day of his espousals.