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42 (...) she came from the ends of the earth to hear the wisdom of Solomon; and look, there is something greater than Solomon here... 50 Anyone who does the will of my Father in heaven is my brother and sister and mother.' Matthew - Chapter 12

Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries

Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, depth: 9.1, m 62.3 feet, length: 200 m, 656.2 feet, was carved by slaves and laborers over a period of several thousand years and is a remnant of the largest quarry in Jerusalem, stretching from Jeremiah's Grotto and the Garden Tomb to the walls of the Old City. Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat
Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, depth: 9.1, m 62.3 feet, length: 200 m, 656.2 feet, was carved by slaves and laborers over a period of several thousand years and is a remnant of the largest quarry in Jerusalem, stretching from Jeremiah's Grotto and the Garden Tomb to the walls of the Old City. Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat
Information on the site: "Zedekiah's Cave was a small natural cave until the Second Temple Period when it was enlarged into a huge subterranean stone quarry, extending under the houses of the Old City. This quarry supplied the stone for many magnificent buildings in Jerusalem. According to common belief, it was used to construct the First Temple. Hence the nickname, "King Solomon's Quarries." The cave, a source of many legends among Christians, Jews and Moslems, had acquired an atmosphere of mystery until the mid-19th century when it was first rediscovered and explored. After the reunification of Jerusalem in 1967, the cave was reopened to the public by the Municipality of Jerusalem. The cave was reopened to
the public in 1985 by the Jerusalem Foundation through a generous gift of Rene and Nanny Lang of Zurich. Work was carried out by the East Jerusalem Development Co., according to plans designed by Nahum Meltzer."
Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, one of huge colums dug out of the quarried rock supporting the Muslim Quarter of the Old City of Jerusalem. Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat
Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, one of huge colums dug out of the quarried rock supporting the Muslim Quarter of the Old City of Jerusalem. Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat
Information on the site: "On both sides of the path are huge supporting columns dug out of the quarried rock. These columns were left by stone cutters to support the rock ceiling which measures 300 x 600 feet and weighs approximately 1/2 tons!"

Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, The Freemasons Hall. Herod the Great used the main quarry for building blocks in the renovation of the Temple and its retaining walls, including the Western (Wailing) Wall.Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat
Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, The Freemasons Hall. The Freemasons regard King Solomon as the first biblical Freemason. Herod the Great used the main quarry for building blocks in the renovation of the Temple and its retaining walls, including the Western (Wailing) Wall.Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat

Information on the site: "The Freemasons Hall. Members of the Freemasons Society number among the many European tourists and visitors who have come to see the cave after it was rediscovered in the winter of 1854. The Freemasons regard King Solomon as the first biblical Freemason, and since the cave was popularly viewed as the quarry used by King Solomon in the building of the First Temple, the Freemasosns have held their traditional ceremonies during the past century in the main chamber of the cave."


"... the [Roman CAtholic] Church’s negative judgment in regard to Masonic association remains unchanged since their principles have always been considered irreconcilable with the doctrine of the Church and therefore membership in them remains forbidden. The faithful who enrol in Masonic associations are in a state of grave sin and may not receive Holy Communion." Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith, DECLARATION ON MASONIC ASSOCIATIONSRome, from the Office of the Sacred Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith, 26 November 1983, Joseph Card. Ratzinger (later Pope Benedict XVI),
Prefect

Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, a perfect scenery for The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's. Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other. Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat
Zedekiah's Cave - King Solomon's Quarries, a perfect scenery for The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's. Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other. Fine Art Photography by Zbigniew Halat

Song of Solomon 1-4
1 The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
The Bride Confesses Her Love
She
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your love is better than wine;
3     your anointing oils are fragrant;
your name is oil poured out;
    therefore virgins love you.
4 Draw me after you; let us run.
    The king has brought me into his chambers.

Others
We will exult and rejoice in you;
    we will extol your love more than wine;
    rightly do they love you.

She
5 I am very dark, but lovely,
    O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
    like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not gaze at me because I am dark,
    because the sun has looked upon me.
My mother's sons were angry with me;
    they made me keeper of the vineyards,
    but my own vineyard I have not kept!
7 Tell me, you whom my soul loves,
    where you pasture your flock,
    where you make it lie down at noon;
for why should I be like one who veils herself
    beside the flocks of your companions?

Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other
He
8 If you do not know,
    O most beautiful among women,
follow in the tracks of the flock,
    and pasture your young goats
    beside the shepherds' tents.

9 I compare you, my love,
    to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments,
    your neck with strings of jewels.

Others
11 We will make for you ornaments of gold,
    studded with silver.

She
12 While the king was on his couch,
    my nard gave forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh
    that lies between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
    in the vineyards of Engedi.

He
15 Behold, you are beautiful, my love;
    behold, you are beautiful;
    your eyes are doves.

She
16 Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly delightful.
Our couch is green;
17     the beams of our house are cedar;
    our rafters are pine.

2 I am a rose of Sharon,
    a lily of the valleys.

He
2 As a lily among brambles,
    so is my love among the young women.

She
3 As an apple tree among the trees of the forest,
    so is my beloved among the young men.
With great delight I sat in his shadow,
    and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house,
    and his banner over me was love.
5 Sustain me with raisins;
    refresh me with apples,
    for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head,
    and his right hand embraces me!
7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
    by the gazelles or the does of the field,
that you not stir up or awaken love
    until it pleases.

The Bride Adores Her Beloved
8 The voice of my beloved!
    Behold, he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle
    or a young stag.
Behold, there he stands
    behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
    looking through the lattice.
10 My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
    and come away,
11 for behold, the winter is past;
    the rain is over and gone.
12 The flowers appear on the earth,
    the time of singing  has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
    is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree ripens its figs,
    and the vines are in blossom;
    they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
    and come away.
14 O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
    in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
    let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.
15 Catch the foxes for us,
    the little foxes
that spoil the vineyards,
    for our vineyards are in blossom.”

16 My beloved is mine, and I am his;
    he grazes among the lilies.
17 Until the day breathes
    and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle
    or a young stag on cleft mountains.

The Bride's Dream
3 On my bed by night
I sought him whom my soul loves;
    I sought him, but found him not.
2 I will rise now and go about the city,
    in the streets and in the squares;
I will seek him whom my soul loves.
    I sought him, but found him not.
3 The watchmen found me
    as they went about in the city.
“Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
4 Scarcely had I passed them
    when I found him whom my soul loves.
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 who conceived me.
5 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
    by the gazelles or the does of the field,
that you not stir up or awaken love
    until it pleases.

Solomon Arrives for the Wedding
6 What is that coming up from the wilderness
    like columns of smoke,
perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,
    with all the fragrant powders of a merchant?
7 Behold, it is the litter of Solomon!
Around it are sixty mighty men,
    some of the mighty men of Israel,
8 all of them wearing swords
    and expert in war,
each with his sword at his thigh,
    against terror by night.
9 King Solomon made himself a carriage
    from the wood of Lebanon.
10 He made its posts of silver,
    its back of gold, its seat of purple;
its interior was inlaid with love
    by the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go out, O daughters of Zion,
    and look upon King Solomon,
with the crown with which his mother crowned him
    on the day of his wedding,
    on the day of the gladness of his heart.

Solomon Admires His Bride's Beauty
He
4 Behold, you are beautiful, my love,
    behold, you are beautiful!
Your eyes are doves
    behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    leaping down the slopes of Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes
    that have come up from the washing,
all of which bear twins,
    and not one among them has lost its young.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread,
    and your mouth is lovely.
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate
    behind your veil.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,
    built in rows of stone;
on it hang a thousand shields,
    all of them shields of warriors.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    twins of a gazelle,
    that graze among the lilies.
6 Until the day breathes
    and the shadows flee,
I will go away to the mountain of myrrh
    and the hill of frankincense.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my love;
    there is no flaw in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;
    come with me from Lebanon.
Depart[m] from the peak of Amana,
    from the peak of Senir and Hermon,
from the dens of lions,
    from the mountains of leopards.

9 You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride;
    you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!
    How much better is your love than wine,
    and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11 Your lips drip nectar, my bride;
    honey and milk are under your tongue;
    the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
    a spring locked, a fountain sealed.
13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates
    with all choicest fruits,
    henna with nard,
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
    with all trees of frankincense,
myrrh and aloes,
    with all choice spices—
15 a garden fountain, a well of living water,
    and flowing streams from Lebanon.

16 Awake, O north wind,
    and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my garden,
    let its spices flow.

Together in the Garden of Love
She
Let my beloved come to his garden,
    and eat its choicest fruits.

Song of Solomon



Young Man
5 I have entered my garden, my treasure,  my bride!
    I gather myrrh with my spices
and eat honeycomb with my honey.
    I drink wine with my milk.

Young Women of Jerusalem
Oh, lover and beloved, eat and drink!
    Yes, drink deeply of your love!

Young Woman
2 I slept, but my heart was awake,
    when I heard my lover knocking and calling:
“Open to me, my treasure, my darling,
    my dove, my perfect one.
My head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.”

3 But I responded,
“I have taken off my robe.
    Should I get dressed again?
I have washed my feet.
    Should I get them soiled?”

4 My lover tried to unlatch the door,
    and my heart thrilled within me.
5 I jumped up to open the door for my love,
    and my hands dripped with perfume.
My fingers dripped with lovely myrrh
    as I pulled back the bolt.
6 I opened to my lover,
    but he was gone!
    My heart sank.
I searched for him
    but could not find him anywhere.
I called to him,
    but there was no reply.
7 The night watchmen found me
    as they made their rounds.
They beat and bruised me
    and stripped off my veil,
    those watchmen on the walls.

8 Make this promise, O women of Jerusalem—
    If you find my lover,
    tell him I am weak with love.

Young Women of Jerusalem
9 Why is your lover better than all others,
    O woman of rare beauty?
What makes your lover so special
    that we must promise this?

Young Woman
10 My lover is dark and dazzling,
    better than ten thousand others!
11 His head is finest gold,
    his wavy hair is black as a raven.
12 His eyes sparkle like doves
    beside springs of water;
they are set like jewels
    washed in milk.
13 His cheeks are like gardens of spices
    giving off fragrance.
His lips are like lilies,
    perfumed with myrrh.
14 His arms are like rounded bars of gold,
    set with beryl.
His body is like bright ivory,
    glowing with lapis lazuli.
15 His legs are like marble pillars
    set in sockets of finest gold.
His posture is stately,
    like the noble cedars of Lebanon.
16 His mouth is sweetness itself;
    he is desirable in every way.
Such, O women of Jerusalem,
    is my lover, my friend.

Young Women of Jerusalem
6 Where has your lover gone,
    O woman of rare beauty?
Which way did he turn
    so we can help you find him?

Young Woman
2 My lover has gone down to his garden,
    to his spice beds,
to browse in the gardens
    and gather the lilies.
3 I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine.
    He browses among the lilies.

Young Man
4 You are beautiful, my darling,
    like the lovely city of Tirzah.
Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem,
    as majestic as an army with billowing banners.
5 Turn your eyes away,
    for they overpower me.
Your hair falls in waves,
    like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.
6 Your teeth are as white as sheep
    that are freshly washed.
Your smile is flawless,
    each tooth matched with its twin.
7 Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates
    behind your veil.

8 Even among sixty queens
    and eighty concubines
    and countless young women,
9 I would still choose my dove, my perfect one—
    the favorite of her mother,
    dearly loved by the one who bore her.
The young women see her and praise her;
    even queens and royal concubines sing her praises:
10 “Who is this, arising like the dawn,
    as fair as the moon,
as bright as the sun,
    as majestic as an army with billowing banners?”

Young Woman
11 I went down to the grove of walnut trees
    and out to the valley to see the new spring growth,
to see whether the grapevines had budded
    or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Before I realized it,
    my strong desires had taken me to the chariot of a noble man.

Young Women of Jerusalem
13  Return, return to us, O maid of Shulam.
    Come back, come back, that we may see you again.

Young Man
Why do you stare at this young woman of Shulam,
    as she moves so gracefully between two lines of dancers?

7 How beautiful are your sandaled feet,
    O queenly maiden.
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
    the work of a skilled craftsman.
2 Your navel is perfectly formed
    like a goblet filled with mixed wine.
Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat
    bordered with lilies.
3 Your breasts are like two fawns,
    twin fawns of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is as beautiful as an ivory tower.
Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon
    by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon
    overlooking Damascus.
5 Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel,
    and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty.
    The king is held captive by its tresses.
6 Oh, how beautiful you are!
    How pleasing, my love, how full of delights!
7 You are slender like a palm tree,
    and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree
    and take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like grape clusters,
    and the fragrance of your breath like apples.
9 May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine—

Young Woman
Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover,
    flowing gently over lips and teeth.
10 I am my lover’s,
    and he claims me as his own.
11 Come, my love, let us go out to the fields
    and spend the night among the wildflowers.
12 Let us get up early and go to the vineyards
    to see if the grapevines have budded,
if the blossoms have opened,
    and if the pomegranates have bloomed.
    There I will give you my love.
13 There the mandrakes give off their fragrance,
    and the finest fruits are at our door,
new delights as well as old,
    which I have saved for you, my lover.

Young Woman
8 Oh, I wish you were my brother,
    who nursed at my mother’s breasts.
Then I could kiss you no matter who was watching,
    and no one would criticize me.
2 I would bring you to my childhood home,
    and there you would teach me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    my sweet pomegranate wine.
3 Your left arm would be under my head,
    and your right arm would embrace me.

4 Promise me, O women of Jerusalem,
    not to awaken love until the time is right.

Young Women of Jerusalem
5 Who is this sweeping in from the desert,
    leaning on her lover?

Young Woman
I aroused you under the apple tree,
    where your mother gave you birth,
    where in great pain she delivered you.
6 Place me like a seal over your heart,
    like a seal on your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
    its jealousy as enduring as the grave.
Love flashes like fire,
    the brightest kind of flame.
7 Many waters cannot quench love,
    nor can rivers drown it.
If a man tried to buy love
    with all his wealth,
    his offer would be utterly scorned.

The Young Woman’s Brothers
8 We have a little sister
    too young to have breasts.
What will we do for our sister
    if someone asks to marry her?
9 If she is a virgin, like a wall,
    we will protect her with a silver tower.
But if she is promiscuous, like a swinging door,
    we will block her door with a cedar bar.

Young Woman
10 I was a virgin, like a wall;
    now my breasts are like towers.
When my lover looks at me,
    he is delighted with what he sees.

11 Solomon has a vineyard at Baal-hamon,
    which he leases out to tenant farmers.
Each of them pays a thousand pieces of silver
    for harvesting its fruit.
12 But my vineyard is mine to give,
    and Solomon need not pay a thousand pieces of silver.
But I will give two hundred pieces
    to those who care for its vines.

Young Man
13 O my darling, lingering in the gardens,
    your companions are fortunate to hear your voice.
    Let me hear it, too!

Young Woman
14 Come away, my love! Be like a gazelle
    or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Song of Solomon 5-8


God Adonai Allah Alaha
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