Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a crocus of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
As a lily among the thorns,
2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
So [is] my friend 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, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
As a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.
4 He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me was love.
He has brought me to a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
5 Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.
Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
7 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, or by the does of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor wake the love until she pleases!
8 The voice of my beloved. Look, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, this—he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Look, he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.
My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Behold, this—he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
My beloved has answered and said to me, “Rise up, my friend, my beautiful one, and come away,
11 For, look, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
For behold, the winter has passed by, The rain has passed away—it has gone.
12 The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing has come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
13 The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away."
The fig tree has ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my beautiful one, indeed, come away.
14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see your appearance, Cause me to hear your voice, For your voice [is] sweet, and your appearance lovely.”
15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.
Seize for us foxes, Little foxes—destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
17 Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
Until the day breaks forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
