Song of Solomon 3

¹By night on my bed,

²I will get up now, and go about the city;

³The watchmen who go about the city found me;

⁴I had scarcely passed from them,

⁵I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

⁶Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke,

⁷Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage!

⁸They all handle the sword, and are expert in war.

⁹King Solomon made himself a carriage

¹⁰He made its pillars of silver,

¹¹Go out, you daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon,