Song of Solomon. Chapter 3
One night my lover was missing from my bed. I got up to look for him but
couldn't find him. I went out into the streets of the city and the roads
to seek him, but I searched in vain. The police stopped me and I said to
them, 'Have you seen him anywhere, this one I love so much? It was only a
little while afterwards that I found him and held him and would not let
him go until I had brought him into my childhood home, into my mother's
old bedroom. I adjure you, O women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and deer
of the park, not to awake my lover. Let him sleep.
The Young Women of Jerusalem:
Who is this sweeping in from the deserts like a cloud of smoke along the
ground, smelling of myrrh and frankincense and every other spice that can
be bought? Look, it is the chariot of Solomon with sixty of the mightiest
men of his army surrounding it. They are all skilled swordsmen and
experienced body guards. Each one has his sword upon his thigh to defend
the king against any onslaught in the night. For King Solomon made himself
a chariot from the wood of Lebanon. Its posts are silver, its canopy gold,
the seat is purple; and the back is inlaid with these words: 'With love
from the girls of Jerusalem!
Go out and see King Solomon, O young women of Zion; see the crown with
which his mother crowned him on his wedding day, his day of gladness.