Song of Solomon 2
1 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
Bride: I am a flower of the open field and a lily of the steep valleys.
2 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
Groom: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my loved one among the daughters.
3 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.
Bride to Chorus: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat beneath the shadow of the one whom I desired, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
He brought me into the storeroom of wine. He set charity in order within me.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.
Prop me up with flowers. Close me in with apples. For I languish through love.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
7 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.
Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the does and the stags of the open field, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, even for as long as she wills.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Bride to Chorus: The voice of my beloved! Behold, he arrives leaping along the mountains, jumping across the hills.
9 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.
My beloved is like a doe and like a young stag. Lo, he stands beyond our wall, gazing through the windows, watching through the lattices.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Lo, my beloved speaks to me: Groom to Bride: Rise up, quickly, my love, my dove, my shapely one, and advance.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;
For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.
12 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;
The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
13 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.
The fig tree has brought forth its green figs; the flowering vines bestow their odor. Rise up, my love, my brilliant one, and advance.
14 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.
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
Chorus to Groom and Bride: Capture for us the little foxes, which are tearing down the vines; for our vineyard has flourished.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Bride to Chorus: My beloved is for me, and I am for him. He pastures among the lilies,
17 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.
until the day rises and the shadows decline. Bride to Groom: Return, O my beloved. Be like a doe and like a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.
