Song of Solomon 2
1 I AM a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
As a lily among thorns, so is my love 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.
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.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
He hath brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me is love.
5 Stay ye me with raisins, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
'Stay ye me with dainties, refresh me with apples; for I am love-sick.'
6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand embrace me.
7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awaken love, until it please.
'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.'
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Hark! my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in at the windows, he sheweth himself through the lattice.
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.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
My beloved spoke, and said unto me: 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
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 appear on the earth; the time of singing is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree ripeneth her green figs, and the vines are in blossom, they give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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.
14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the steep place, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice: for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
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.'
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.
'Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.'
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feedeth among the lilies.
17 Until the day be cool, 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 breathe, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
