Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of the fielde, and the lilie of the valleys.
I AM the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
2 Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my welbeloued among the sonnes of men: vnder his shadow had I delite, and sate downe: and his fruite was sweete vnto my mouth.
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.
4 Hee brought mee into the wine cellar, and loue was his banner ouer me.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
5 Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sicke of loue.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
6 His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.
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.
8 It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.
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 welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For beholde, winter is past: the raine is changed, and is gone away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appeare in the earth: the time of the singing of birdes is come, and the voyce of the turtle is heard in our land.
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 figtree hath brought foorth her yong figges: and the vines with their small grapes haue cast a sauour: arise my loue, my faire one, and come away.
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 My doue, that art in the holes of ye rocke, in the secret places of the staires, shewe mee thy sight, let mee heare thy voyce: for thy voyce is sweete, and thy sight comely.
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.
15 Take vs the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines: for our vines haue small grapes.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
16 My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17 Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.
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.
