Song of Songs 8:2-14

²I would lead you and bring you into my mother's house— she who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink and some of the juice of my pomegranates.

³His left hand is under my head and his right hand embraces me.

⁴I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, that you will not interrupt our lovemaking until it is over.

⁵Who is this who is coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? The woman speaking to the man I awakened you under the apricot tree; there your mother conceived you; there she gave birth to you, she delivered you.

⁶Set me as a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm, for love is as strong as death. Passionate devotion is as unrelenting as Sheol; its flames burst out; it is a blazing flame, a flame hotter than any other fire.

⁷Surging waters cannot quench love, nor can floods sweep it away. If a man gave all the possessions in his house for love, the offer would utterly be despised.

⁸We have a little sister, and her breasts have not yet grown. What can we do for our sister on the day when she will be promised in marriage?

⁹If she is a wall, we will build on her a tower of silver. If she is a door, we will adorn her with boards of cedar.

¹⁰I was a wall, but my breasts are now like fortress towers; so I am in his eyes as one who brings peace.

¹¹Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He gave the vineyard to those who would maintain it. Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

¹²My vineyard, my very own, is before me; the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, and the two hundred shekels are for those who maintain its fruit.

¹³You who live in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice; let me hear it.

¹⁴Hurry, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.