Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.
2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
3 As an apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. Under its shadow I delighted to sit, and its fruit was sweet to my taste.
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.
4 He hath brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me is love.
He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
5 'Stay ye me with dainties, refresh me with apples; for I am love-sick.'
Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
6 Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand embrace me.
He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
7 'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'
Women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or the wild deer that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
8 Hark! my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in through the windows, he peereth through the lattice.
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.
10 My beloved spoke, and said unto me: 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.
13 The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines in blossom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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!”
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.'
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!
15 'Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.'
Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feedeth among the lilies.
My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
17 Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
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.
