1
By
night
on
my
bed
I
sought
him
whom
my
soul
loveth:
I
sought
him,
but
I
found
him
not.
2
I
will
rise
now,
and
go
about
the
city
in
the
streets,
and
in
the
broad
ways
I
will
seek
him
whom
my
soul
loveth:
I
sought
him,
but
I
found
him
not.
3
The
watchmen
that
go
about
the
city
found
me:
[to
whom
I
said],
Saw
ye
him
whom
my
soul
loveth?
4
[It
was]
but
a
little
that
I
passed
from
them,
but
I
found
him
whom
my
soul
loveth:
I
held
him,
and
would
not
let
him
go,
until
I
had
brought
him
into
my
mother’s
house,
and
into
the
chamber
of
her
that
conceived
5
I
charge
you,
O
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
Who
[is]
this
that
cometh
out
of
the
wilderness
like
pillars
of
smoke,
perfumed
with
myrrh
and
frankincense,
with
all
powders
of
the
merchant?
7
Behold
his
bed,
which
[is]
Solomon’s;
threescore
valiant
men
[are]
about
it,
of
the
valiant
of
Israel.
8
They
all
hold
swords,
[being]
expert
in
war:
every
man
[hath]
his
sword
upon
his
thigh
because
of
fear
in
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
the
daughters
of
Jerusalem.
11
Go
forth,
O
ye
daughters
of
Zion,
and
behold
king
Solomon
with
the
crown
wherewith
his
mother
crowned
him
in
the
day
of
his
espousals,
and
in
the
day
of
the
gladness
of
his
heart.