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 valleys.
2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
[[Lov.]] As the lily among thorns, 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.
[[M.]] As the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I love to sit down, 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 hath brought me to his banqueting-house, And his banner over me is love. Strengthen me with raisins,
5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
Refresh me with apples! For I am sick 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 embraceth 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.
[[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please!
8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
[[M.]] The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Bounding upon 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.
Like a gazelle is my beloved, Or a young hind. Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He is looking through the windows; He glanceth 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 speaketh, and saith to me, “Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away!
11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
For, lo, 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 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 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 is spicing its green fruit; The vines in blossom give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair 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, that art in the recesses of the rock, In the hiding-places of the steep craggy mountain, Let me see thy face, Let me hear thy voice! For sweet is thy voice, And thy face lovely.”
15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
Take ye for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines; For our vines are now in blossom.
16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth 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.
When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, Come again, my beloved, like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the craggy mountains.
