H9023–הוּ–hu

This is the end of the matter. All has been heard. Fear God, and keep his commandments; for this is the whole duty of man.

מִצְוֹתָ֣יו (ו) v “his”

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For your love is better than wine.

פִּ֔יהוּ (הוּ) hu “his”

Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his chambers. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.

חֲדָרָ֗יו (ו) v “his”

While the king sat at his table, My perfume spread its fragrance.

בִּמְסִבּ֔וֹ (וֹ) o “his”רֵיחֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “its”

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, His fruit was sweet to my taste.

בְּצִלּוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”וּפִרְי֖וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.

וְדִגְל֥וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.

שְׂמֹאלוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”וִימִינ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

Behold, it is Solomon's carriage! Sixty mighty men are around it, Of the mighty men of Israel.

מִטָּתוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”

They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh, Because of fear in the night.

חַרְבּוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”יְרֵכ֔וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

He made its pillars of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst being paved with love, From the daughters of Jerusalem.

עַמּוּדָיו֙ (ו֙) v “its”רְפִידָת֣וֹ (וֹ) o “its”מֶרְכָּב֖וֹ (וֹ) o “its”תּוֹכוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “its”

Go forth, you daughters of Zion, and see king Solomon, With the crown with which his mother has crowned him, In the day of his weddings, In the day of the gladness of his heart. Lover

אִמּוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”חֲתֻנָּת֔וֹ (וֹ) o “his”לִבּֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

Awake, north wind; and come, you south; Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And taste his precious fruits. Lover

בְשָׂמָ֑יו (ו) v “its”לְגַנּ֔וֹ (וֹ) o “his”מְגָדָֽיו׃ (ו) v “its”

My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.

יָדוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”

His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.

רֹאשׁ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “his”קְוּצּוֹתָיו֙ (ו֙) v “his”

His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, Washed with milk, mounted like jewels.

עֵינָ֕יו (ו) v “his”

His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

לְחָיָו֙ (ו֙) v “his”שִׂפְתוֹתָיו֙ (ו֙) v “his”

His hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires.

יָדָיו֙ (ו֙) v “his”מֵעָיו֙ (ו֙) v “his”

His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

שׁוֹקָיו֙ (ו֙) v “his”מַרְאֵ֙הוּ֙ (הוּ֙) hu “his”

His mouth is sweetness; Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, Daughters of Jerusalem. Friends

חִכּוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”וְכֻלּ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “him”

My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

לְגַנּ֔וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The smell of your breath like apples, Beloved

בְּסַנְסִנָּ֑יו (ו) v “its”

I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.

תְּשׁוּקָתֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.

שְׂמֹאלוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”וִֽימִינ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

Many waters can't quench love, Neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, He would be utterly scorned. Friends

בֵּיתוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”

I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, Then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.

בְעֵינָ֖יו (ו) v “his”