Song of Solomon 8:4-14

⁴I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake my love, till he please?

⁵Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth that bore thee.

⁶Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah.

⁷Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.

⁸We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for? —

⁹If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar.

¹⁰I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.

¹¹Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand silver-pieces.

¹²My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand silver-pieces be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.

¹³Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear it.

¹⁴Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.