1 >1 By night on my bed,
2 >2 I will get up now, and go about the city;
3 >3 The watchmen who go about the city found me;
4 >4 I had scarcely passed from them,
5 >5 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
6 >6 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke,
7 >7 Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage!
8 >8 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war.
9 >9 King Solomon made himself a carriage
10 >10 He made its pillars of silver,
11 >11 Go out, you daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon,