4 Hardly had I left themwhen I found him whom my soul loves.I held him and would not let him gountil I had brought him to my mother’s house,to the chamber of her who conceived me.
5 I adjure you, Daughters of Jerusalem,by the gazelles and the does of the field,Do not awaken or stir up loveuntil it is ready.
6 D Who is this coming up from the desert,like columns of smokePerfumed with myrrh and frankincense,with all kinds of exotic powders?
7 See! it is the litter of Solomon;sixty valiant men surround it,of the valiant men of Israel:
8 All of them expert with the sword,skilled in battle,Each with his sword at his sideagainst the terrors of the night.
9 King Solomon made himself an enclosed litterof wood from Lebanon.
10 He made its columns of silver,its roof of gold,Its seat of purple cloth,its interior lovingly fitted.Daughters of Jerusalem,