Song of Solomon 2
1 I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.
I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valley.
2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
Like a lily among the thorns is my darling among the maidens.
3 My love is like an apple tree among the forest trees, compared to other young men. I love to sit down in his shade and his fruit tastes sweet to me.
Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
He has brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me is love.
5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.
6 He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
7 Women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or the wild deer that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
Listen! My beloved approaches. Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 my love is like a gazelle or a young deer! Look, he's there, standing behind our wall, looking through the window, peering through the screen.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
10 My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
My beloved calls to me, “Arise, my darling. Come away with me, my beautiful one.
11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
12 Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.
The flowers have appeared in the countryside; the season of singing has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
13 Fig trees start producing ripe fruit, while grape vines blossom, giving off their fragrance. Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me!”
The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”
14 My dove is out of sight in the crevices of the rock, in the hiding places of the cliff. Please let me see you! Let me hear you! For you speak so sweetly, and you look so beautiful!
O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the crevices of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is lovely.
15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
Catch for us the foxes— the little foxes that ruin the vineyards— for our vineyards are in bloom.
16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 until the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear. Come back to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the split mountains.
Before the day breaks and shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
