Song of Solomon 8

Oh that you were like my brother,

I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother,

His left hand would be under my head.

I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness,

Set me as a seal on your heart,

Many waters can’t quench love,

We have a little sister.

If she is a wall,

I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,

Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.

My own vineyard is before me.

You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance,

Come away, my beloved!