1On my bed in the nights I begged him whom my soul has loved; I sought him and I did not find him. I called him and I did not find him 2I shall arise now and I shall go around in the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I shall seek him whom my soul has loved. I sought him and I did not find him 3The guards found me who walk around in the city: "Have you seen him whom my soul loves?" 4When I passed from them a little until I found him whom my soul loved, I seized him and I did not let go of him until I brought him to the house of my mother to the bedroom of her who bore me 5I charge you daughters of Jerusalem by the deer or by the stags of the field, do not rise and wake up love until she pleases 6Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like a fume of smoke? He is sweet with myrrh and with frankincense from every powder of sweet spices! 7Behold the bed of Solomon! Sixty mighty men surround it of the mighty men of Israel 8All of them hold a sword and are teachers of war, each man’s sword on his thigh from fear of the night 9King Solomon made himself a tower from wood of Lebanon 10Its pillars he made of silver, its floor of gold and a covering of purple; inside it is paved with love from the daughters of Jerusalem 11Go forth and see, daughters of Zion, King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him in the day of his nuptials in the day of the joy of his heart The Peshitta Holy Bible Translated Translated by Glenn David Bauscher Glenn David Bauscher Lulu Publishing Copyright © 2018 Lulu Publishing 3rd edition Copyright © 2019 |