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 amongst thorns, so is my love amongst 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 the apple tree amongst the trees of the wood, so is my beloved amongst the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.
5 Stay ye me with raisins, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; for I am faint with love.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces 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, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on 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 roe or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances 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 to me, “Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
For behold, 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 the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove 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 ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give out their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful 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.
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.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.
Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that plunder 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. He browses amongst 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 is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.
