Song of Solomon (KJV) 3
3 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
me.
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.
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