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title: Song of Solomon 8
slug: kjv/song-of-solomon-8
createdAt: 2024-08-21T02:23:08.731Z
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**1** O that thou *wert* as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! *when* I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.

**2&#x20;**&#x49; would lead thee, *and* bring thee into my mother's house, *who* would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

**3&#x20;**&#x48;is left hand *should be* under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

**4&#x20;**&#x49; charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake *my* love, until he please.

**5&#x20;**&#x57;ho *is* this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth *that* bare thee.

**6&#x20;**&#x53;et me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love *is* strong as death; jealousy *is* cruel as the grave: the coals thereof *are* coals of fire, *which hath* a most vehement flame.

**7&#x20;**&#x4D;any waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.

**8&#x20;**&#x57;e 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?

**9&#x20;**&#x49;f she *be* a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she *be* a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.

**10&#x20;**&#x49; *am* a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

**11&#x20;**&#x53;olomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand *pieces* of silver.

**12&#x20;**&#x4D;y vineyard, which *is* mine, *is* before me: thou, O Solomon, *must have* a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

**13&#x20;**&#x54;hou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear *it*.

**14&#x20;**&#x4D;ake haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
