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1 Upon my bed in the night I sought him whom my soul loved: I sought him, and I found him not. 2 I will arise now, and I will go round about in the city; in the streets, and in the broad places I will seek him whom my soul loved. I sought him, and I found him not. 3 They watching going about in the city, found me: Saw ye him that my soul loved? 4 As a little I passed from them till I found him my soul loved: I held him fast, and I shall not let him go till I brought him into my mother's house, and to the chamber of her conceiving me. 5 I adjured you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, if ye shall awake and if ye shall arouse love till he shall desire. 6 Who is this coming up from the desert as columns of smoke of burning incense, of myrrh and frankincense from all the powder of the trader. 7 Behold his bed of Solomon: sixty strong ones round about it from the strong ones of Israel. 8 All of them holding the sword, being trained to war: each his sword upon his thigh from terror in the night. 9 King Solomon made for himself a litter from the woods of Lebanon. Song of Solomon 3:1-9, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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