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1 On my bed night after night I sought him whom my soul loves; I sought him, but found him not.
2 I will rise now and go about in the city; In the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but found him not.
3 The watchmen who go about in the city found me - Have you seen him whom my soul loves?
4 Scarcely had I passed them When I found him whom my soul loves; I held him and would not let go Until I had brought him into my mother's house And into the chamber of her who conceived me.
5 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the hinds of the fields, Not to rouse up or awaken my love Until she pleases.
6 Who is she who comes up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the fragrant powders of the merchant?
7 There is Solomon's bed; Sixty mighty men surround it, Of the mighty men of Israel.
8 All of them wield the sword and are expert in war; Each man has his sword at his thigh Because of the night alarms.
9 King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.
10 Its posts he made of silver, Its bottom, of gold; Its seat, of purple; Its midst was inlaid with love From the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O daughters of Zion, And look at King Solomon with the crown With which his mother crowned him On the day of his espousals, Yes, on the day of the gladness of his heart.