Song Of Songs Chapter 8 verse 14 Holy Bible
Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
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Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice.
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Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
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Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
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Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
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Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
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Pulpit Commentary
Pulpit CommentaryVerse 14. - Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. This is a snatch of the old love songs which the bride used to sing when love was fresh and young. She sings it now at the request of her bridegroom himself, and in the delighted ears of her companions. She goes forth from among, them leaning on her beloved, to rejoice in the beautiful scenery and rural pleasures with him whose presence heightens every joy, the life of her life, the soul of her soul, "all her salvation, all her desire." The bridegroom and the bride are seen disappearing together over the flowery hills; and the music of the Song of Songs dies away in the sweet fragrance of that closing scene; the vision of love has, gazelle-like, leapt from point to point, and vanishes away at last among the mountains of spices. It is well to notice that what were before "mountains of Berber," that is, of "separation," are now "mountains of Besamin" - balsam mountains. There is no more word of separation. Henceforth the only note is one of peaceful enjoyment. "My beloved is mine, and I am his." Our home and haunt is the same. The concluding words, we cannot doubt, are intended to open a perfect future to the eye. Yet the poet, with consummate art, connects that future with the past and the present by the voice of the bride heard singing the love song with which she first expressed her love, now lifted up into anticipation of the everlasting hills of fragrant and joyful life.
Ellicott's Commentary
Ellicott's Commentary for English Readers(14) Make haste, my beloved.--Song of Solomon 8:14 recalls the answer made at last to the sighs. It repeats the metaphor of Song of Solomon 2:17, where we see that the Authorised Version, make haste, is more correct than the margin. Thus the poem ends with two short verses that compress into them all that has been over and over again related under different figures: the wooing and the wedding of two happy souls.
