Song of Songs 3

Evangelical Heritage Version

³ The watchmen who patrol the city found me.
“Have you seen the one my soul loves?”
⁴ I had hardly passed them,
when I found the one my soul loves.
I held him and would not let him go,
until I had brought him to my mother’s house,
to the room of the one who conceived me.
⁵ Daughters of Jerusalem,
you must swear to me by the gazelles,
and by the does of the field,
that you will not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.

⁷ Look! It’s Solomon’s own carriage.^[a]
Sixty warriors surround it,
the most heroic of Israel,
⁸ all of them wearing a sword,
all trained for battle,
each man with his sword at his side,
ready for the terrors of the night.

⁹ This palanquin^[b] King Solomon made for himself
    out of wood from Lebanon.
¹⁰ Its posts he made of silver.
Its base he made of gold.
Its seat was upholstered with purple.
Its interior was inlaid with love^[c]
    by the daughters of Jerusalem.

¹¹ Come out, you daughters of Zion,
and look at King Solomon wearing the crown,
the crown with which his mother crowned him
    on the day of his wedding,
    on the day his heart rejoiced.