1 My soul's love I by night did seek,,
As I on bed did ly.
Although that I for him did seek,
Yet find him could not I.
2 Now I'll arise, and in the streets,
Broad streets of city round
I will him seek whom my soul loves:
I sought but not him found.
3 As they about the city went,
The watchmen found out me:
To whom I said, him whom my soul
Doth love, O did you see?
4 It was but as a little space,
That I from them had past,
But whom my soul did love, I found,
And then I held him fast
I would not suffer him to go,
Till I had brought him in
My mother's house, the chamber where
Conceived I had been.
5 O daughters of Jerusalem,
My love wake not, nor raise,
By roes and hinds of field, I you
Do charge, until he please.
6 Who's this from desart that ascends,
Like smoky pillars tall,
Perfum'd with myrrh and frankincense,
'Bove merchant's powders all?
7 Behold his bed magnificent.
The which is Solomon's:
About it threescore valiant men,
Of Isra'ls valiant ones,
8 They all of them do handle swords,
They are expert in fight:
Each man his sword hath on his thigh,
For terror in the night.
9 King Solomon made himself a bed
Of wood of Lebanon.
10 It's pillars he of silver made;
Gold was its bottom on.
Of purple was the covering,
The which was spread above,
For daughters of Jerusalem,
The midst was pav'd with love.
11 Ye daughters who in Sion dwell,
Go forth and now behold
King Solomon adorned with
His diadem of gold.
Wherewith on his espousals day
His mother him hath crown'd,
And in the day wherein his heart
With gladness did abound.
|First Line:||My soul's love I by night did seek|
|Title:||The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's: Chap. III|