Song of Solomon

Chapter 8

The love of the church to Christ, 1-5. The vehemency of love, 6, 7. The calling of the Gentiles, 8-13. The church prays for Christ's coming, 14.

1 [Lady:] O that you were as my brother who was nourished at the breasts of my mother! When I should find you outside, I would kiss you. Indeed, I should not be despised.

2 I would lead you and bring you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would cause you to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

3 His left hand should be under my head and his right hand should embrace me.

4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you do not stir or awake my love until he pleases.

5 [Others:] Who is this who comes up from the wilderness leaning upon her beloved? [Lady:] I raised you up under the apple-tree. There your mother brought you forth. There she brought you forth who bore you.

6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm. For love is as strong as death, jealousy as cruel as the grave. Its coals are coals of fire which has a most vehement flame.

7 Many 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.

8 [Others:] We have a little sister and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is spoken for?

9 If she is a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

10 [Lady:] I am a wall and my breasts like towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found favor.

11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He lent out the vineyard to keepers. Each for its fruit was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.

12 My vineyard which is mine is before me. You, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those who keep its fruit, two hundred.

13 [Gentleman:] You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice. Cause me to hear it.

14 [Lady:] Make haste, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

Commentary

Matthew Henry Commentary - Song of Solomon, Chapter 8

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