Son 3:1 By night on my bed I sought Him whom my soul loves. I sought Him, but I did not find Him.
Son 3:2 I will rise now and go about in the city, in the streets and in the broad places. I will seek Him whom my soul loves. I sought Him, but I did not find Him.
Son 3:3 The one watching going about in the city found me. I said, Have you seen Him whom my soul loves?
Son 3:4 When I had passed on from them, it was a little while until I found Him whom my soul loves. I seized Him, and I did not let Him go until I had brought Him into my mother’s house, and into the room of her who conceived me.
Son 3:5 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you do not stir up, even that you not awaken the Love until it pleases.
Son 3:6 Who is this who comes up out of the wilderness like columns of smoke, sacrificing as incense myrrh and frankincense, from all powders of the merchant?
Son 3:7 Behold his bed, Solomon’s! Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.
Son 3:8 They all hold the sword, instructed in war; each man has his sword on his thigh from dread in the night.
Son 3:9 King Solomon made himself a litter bed of the trees of Lebanon.
Son 3:10 He made its poles of silver; its back of gold; its seat of purple; its middle was paved with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
Son 3:11 Go forth, O daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day, even on the day of the gladness of his heart.
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