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 flower of the valleys.
2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
As the lily-flower among the thorns of the waste, so is my love among the daughters.
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.
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
He took me to the house of wine, and his flag over me was love.
5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome 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 hand is round about 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.
I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on 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 loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.
10 My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
For, see, 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 are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding 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 puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.
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, you are in the holes of the mountain sides, in the cracks of the high hills; let me see your face, let your voice come to my ears; for sweet is your voice, and your face is fair.
15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, which do damage to the vines; our vines have young grapes.
16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.
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.
Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, come, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of Bether.
