1In my bed by night I sought him that my soul loved: I sought him, but I found him not.
2I will rise therefore now, and go about in the city, by the streets, and by the open places, and will seek him that my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3The watchmen that went about the city, found me: to whom I said, Have you seen him whom my soul loveth?
4When I had passed a little from them, then I found him whom my soul loved: I took hold on him, and left him not, till I had brought him unto my mother’s house, into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor waken my love until she please.
6Who is she that cometh up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke perfumed with myrrh and incense, and with all the spices of the merchant?
7Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s: threescore strong men are round about it, of the valiant men of Israel.
8They all handle the sword, and are expert in war, everyone hath his sword upon his thigh for the fear by night.
9King Solomon made himself a palace of the trees of Lebanon.
10He made the pillars thereof of silver, and the pavement thereof of gold, the hangings thereof of purple, whose midst was paved with the love of the daughters of Jerusalem.
11Come forth, ye daughters of Zion, and behold the King Solomon with the crown, wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his marriage, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.