Song of Songs 8:9
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 boards of cedar.
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 boards of cedar.
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6The Nature of True LoveThe Beloved to Her Lover: Set me like a cylinder seal over your heart, like a signet on your arm. For love is as strong as death, passion is as unrelenting as Sheol. Its flames burst forth, it is a blazing flame.
7Surging waters cannot quench love; floodwaters cannot overflow it. If someone were to offer all his possessions to buy love, the offer would be utterly despised.
8The Brother’s Plan and the Sister’s RewardThe Beloved’s Brothers: We have a little sister, and as yet she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is spoken for?
10The Beloved: I was a wall, and my breasts were like fortress towers. Then I found favor in his eyes.
12The Wedding Night: The Delightful GardenThe Lover to His Beloved: You are a locked garden, my sister, my bride; you are an enclosed spring, a sealed-up fountain.
11We will make for you gold ornaments studded with silver.
17the cedars are the beams of our bedroom chamber; the pines are the rafters of our bedroom.
10Its posts were made of silver; its back was made of gold. Its seat was upholstered with purple wool; its interior was inlaid with leather by the maidens of Jerusalem.
1The Consequences of Accepting Wisdom or Folly Wisdom has built her house; she has carved out its seven pillars.
8Esteem her highly and she will exalt you; she will honor you if you embrace her.
9She will place a fair garland on your head; she will bestow a beautiful crown on you.”
4Your neck is like the tower of David built with courses of stones; one thousand shields are hung on it– all shields of valiant warriors.
5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of the gazelle grazing among the lilies.
6Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee, I will go up to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
1The Beloved’s Wish SongThe Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how I wish you were my little brother, nursing at my mother’s breasts; if I saw you outside, I could kiss you– surely no one would despise me!
2I would lead you and bring you to my mother’s house, the one who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.
3Double Refrain: Embracing and AdjurationThe Beloved about Her Lover: His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
9But she is unique! My dove, my perfect one! She is the special daughter of her mother, she is the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and complimented her; the queens and concubines praised her:
10“Who is this who appears like the dawn? Beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as the stars in procession?”
9You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride! You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
9My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice.
19a loving doe, a graceful deer; may her breasts satisfy you at all times, may you be captivated by her love always.
6The Lord’s Discipline Will Bring Israel Back Therefore, I will soon fence her in with thorns; I will wall her in so that she cannot find her way.
4Your neck is like a tower made of ivory. Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus.
8The Lover to His Beloved: If you do not know, O most beautiful of women, simply follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds.
14And she has sat down at the door of her house, on a seat at the highest point of the city,
15She is more precious than rubies, and none of the things you desire can compare with her.
8Keep yourself far from her, and do not go near the door of her house,
8He was passing by the street near her corner, making his way along the road to her house
31Give her credit for what she has accomplished, and let her works praise her in the city gates.
17Her ways are very pleasant, and all her paths are peaceful.
18She is like a tree of life to those who grasp onto her, and everyone who takes hold of her will be blessed.
7The Palm Tree and the Palm Tree ClimberThe Lover to His Beloved: Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes.
8I want to climb the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit stalks. May your breasts be like the clusters of grapes, and may the fragrance of your breath be like apples!
6Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will guard you.
15His legs are like pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars.
1Every wise woman has built her household, but a foolish woman tears it down with her own hands.
12Then our sons will be like plants, that quickly grow to full size. Our daughters will be like corner pillars, carved like those in a palace.
2At the top of the prominent places along the way, at the intersection of the paths she has taken her stand;
3beside the gates opening into the city, at the entrance of the doorways she cries out:
12Let us rise early to go to the vineyards, to see if the vines have budded, to see if their blossoms have opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom– there I will give you my love.
4Say to wisdom,“You are my sister,” and call understanding a close relative,
4if you seek it like silver, and search for it like hidden treasure,
3She has sent out her female servants; she calls out on the highest places of the city.
4“Whoever is naive, let him turn in here,” To those who lack understanding, she has said,
6For at the window of my house through my window lattice I looked out
14He says,“I will build myself a large palace with spacious upper rooms.” He cuts windows in its walls, panels it with cedar, and paints its rooms red.
9If my heart has been enticed by a woman, and I have lain in wait at my neighbor’s door,
12at one time outside, at another in the wide plazas, and by every corner she lies in wait.)
22because she had made coverings for herself; and because her clothing was fine linen and purple.