Song of Songs 8:5-14

5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I awakened thee under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bore thee. 6Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals of it are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.1 7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be despised.

8We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? 9If she is a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she is a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar. 10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.2 11Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; every one for the fruit of it was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. 12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit of it two hundred.

13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it . 14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.3