3 One night as I lay in bed, I yearned for my lover. I yearned for him, but he did not come. 2 So I said to myself, “I will get up and roam the city, So I searched everywhere but did not find him. 3 The watchmen stopped me as they made their rounds, and I asked, “Have you seen the one I love?” 4 Then scarcely had I left them into my mother’s bed, where I had been conceived. 5 Promise me, O women of Jerusalem, not to awaken love until the time is right. 6 Who is this sweeping in from the wilderness and every kind of spice? 7 Look, it is Solomon’s carriage, the best of Israel’s soldiers. 8 They are all skilled swordsmen, ready to defend the king against an attack in the night. 9 King Solomon’s carriage is built of wood imported from Lebanon. 10 Its posts are silver, by the young women of Jerusalem. 11 Come out to see King Solomon, his most joyous day.