by Wells, Steve
(10.10) “Wisdom is profitable to direct.”
11 Surely the serpent will bite without enchantment; and a babbler is no better.
12 The words of a wise man’s mouth are gracious; but the lips of a fool will swallow up himself.
(10.12) “The words of a wise man’s mouth are gracious; but the lips of a fool will swallow up himself.”
13 The beginning of the words of his mouth is foolishness: and the end of his talk is mischievous madness.
14 A fool also is full of words: a man cannot tell what shall be; and what shall be after him, who can tell him?
(10.14) “A fool also is full of words.”
15 The labour of the foolish wearieth every one of them, because he knoweth not how to go to the city.
16 Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning!
17 Blessed art thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness!
18 By much slothfulness the building decayeth; and through idleness of the hands the house droppeth through.
19 A feast is made for laughter, and wine maketh merry: but money answereth all things.
(10.19) “Money answereth all things.”
316 Is money a good thing?
20 Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich in thy bedchamber: for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter.
(10.20) “Curse not the king, no not in thy thought; and curse not the rich.”
ECCLESIASTES 11
(11.1-4) I don’t know what these verses mean, but they sound pretty cool.
11 Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.
(11.1) “Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.”
2 Give a portion to seven, and also to eight; for thou knowest not what evil shall be upon the earth.
3 If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.
(11.3) “In the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.”
4 He that observeth the wind shall not sow; and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap.
(11.4) “He that observeth the wind shall not sow; and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap.”
5 As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.
6 In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand: for thou knowest not whether shall prosper, either this or that, or whether they both shall be alike good.
(11.7-10)
7 Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun:
(11.7) “Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun.”
8 But if a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.
(11.8) “If a man live many years, and rejoice in them all; yet let him remember the days of darkness; for they shall be many. All that cometh is vanity.”
9 Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
(11.9) “Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes.”
136 Should we follow after our own heart and eyes?
10 Therefore remove sorrow from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh: for childhood and youth are vanity.
(11.10) “Remove sorrow from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh: for childhood and youth are vanity.”
ECCLESIASTES 12
12 Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them;
2 While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain:
3 In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened,
4 And the doors shall be shut in the streets, when the sound of the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of the bird, and all the daughters of musick shall be brought low;
5 Also when they shall be afraid of that which is high, and fears shall be in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail: because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets:
6 Or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern.
7 Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.
8 Vanity of vanities, saith the preacher; all is vanity.
(12.8) “Vanity of vanities … all is vanity.”
9 And moreover, because the preacher was wise, he still taught the people knowledge; yea, he gave good heed, and sought out, and set in order many proverbs.
10 The preacher sought to find out acceptable words: and that which was written was upright, even words of truth.
11 The words of the wise are as goads, and as nails fastened by the masters of assemblies, which are given from one shepherd.
12 And further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many books there is no end; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
(12.12) “Of making many books there is no end; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.”
13 Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.
(12.13) “Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.”
132 Should we fear God?
56 Are the laws of the Old Testament still binding?
14 For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.
(12.14) “For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.”
304 Is salvation by faith alone?
SONG OF SOLOMON
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me … stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. — Song of Solomon 2.6-7
The Song of Solomon is an erotic love poem in which the name of God isn’t even mentioned. Aren’t you glad it is in the Bible? (Joseph Smith wasn’t. It is the only book in the King James Version that he left out of his “Inspired Version.”)
Here are some highlights:
“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. 1.2
“He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.” 1.13
“I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.” 2.3
“His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me … stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.” 2.6-7, 8.3-4
“My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.” 2.16
“I had brought him … into the chamber of her that conceived me … stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. 3.4-5
“Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.” 4.5, 7.3
“How much better is thy love than wine!” 4.10
“Come … blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.” 4.16
“I have drunk my wine … O friends; drink, yea,
drink abundantly.” 5.1
“Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled.” 5.2
“My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.” 5.4
“I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself.” 5.6
“The joints of thy thighs are like jewels.” 7.1
“Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.” 7.2
“Thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine.” 7.8
“I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.” 8.2
“We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts … [But] my breasts [are] like towers.” 8.8-10
SONG OF SOLOMON 4
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
(1.1) “The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.” The author claims to be Solomon. He isn’t. The Song of Solomon (aka “The Song of Songs”) was written (forged) several hundred years after Solomon died (if he ever lived, that is).
(1.2-13)
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
(1.2) “Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.” A fitting beginning for a pornographic poem.
3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
(1.3) “The virgins love thee.”
4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
(1.4) “We will run after thee … we will remember thy love more than wine.”
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
(1.13) “He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.”
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
SONG OF SOLOMON 2
2 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
(2.3-17)
3 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, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
(2.3) “I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.”
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
(2.6-7) “His left hand is under my head and his right hand doth embrace me … stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.”
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
(2.9) “My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.”
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
(2.14) “In the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance … for … thy countenance is comely.”
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
(2.16) “My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.”
17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
(2.17) “Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains.”
SONG OF SOLOMON 3
(3.1-5)
3 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
(3.1) “By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth.”
2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
(3.4) “I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.”
5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
(3.5) “Stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.”
6 Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7 Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
8 They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
SONG OF SOLOMON 4
4 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
(4
.2-4) Your teeth are like shorn sheep that bear fertile twins; your neck is like a tower with a thousand shields hanging on it.
2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
(4.2) “Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.”
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
(4.4) “Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.”
(4.5-16)
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
(4.5) “Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.” Quoted by John-boy in The Homecoming: A Christmas Story.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
(4.10) “How much better is thy love than wine!”
11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
(4.11) “Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.”