3 aBy night on my bed I sought bhim whom my soul loveth:

cI sought him, but I found him not.

2  I will rise now, and go about the city

In the dstreets, and ein the broad ways

I will seek bhim whom my soul loveth:

cI sought him, but I found him not.

3  fThe watchmen that go about the city found me:

gTo whom I said, Saw ye bhim whom my soul loveth?

4  It was but a little that I passed from them,

But I found bhim whom my soul loveth:

I hheld him, and would not hilet him go,

Until I had jbrought him into my mother’s house,

And into the chamber of kher that conceived me.

5  lI charge you, mO ye daughters of Jerusalem,

By the roes, and by the hinds of the field,

That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

6  nWho is othis that cometh out of the wilderness like ppillars of smoke,

Perfumed with qmyrrh and frankincense,

With all powders of the rmerchant?

7  Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s;

sThreescore valiant men are about it,

Of the valiant of Israel.

8  They all hold swords, being expert in war:

Every man hath this sword upon his thigh ubecause of fear ain the night.

9  King Solomon made himself ||a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.

10  He made the pillars thereof of silver,

The bottom thereof of gold,

The covering of it of purple,

The midst thereof being paved with love, for wthe daughters of Jerusalem.

11  Go forth, O ye daughters of xZion, and behold king Solomon

With the crown wherewith his mother crowned him

yIn the day of his espousals,

And yin the day of the gladness of his heart.