Song of Songs 8

¹ Oh that you were like my brother, If I found you outside, I would kiss you;

² I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother,

³ His left hand would be under my head.

⁴ I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

⁵ Who is this who comes up from the wilderness,

⁶ Set me as a seal on your heart,

⁷ Many waters can ’t quench love, If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love,

⁸ We have a little sister.

⁹ If she is a wall,

¹⁰ I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,

¹¹ Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.

¹² My own vineyard is before me.

¹³ You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!

¹⁴ Come away, my beloved!