Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a meadow flower of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the young women.
As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
3 As an apricot tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I sit down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
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.
4 He brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me was love.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
5 Revive me with raisin cakes and refresh me with apricots, for I am weak with love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the fields, that you will not awaken or arouse love until she pleases.
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
8 There is the sound of my beloved! Listen, here he comes, leaping over the mountains, jumping over the hills.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag; look, he is standing behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice.
My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke to me and said, “Arise, my love; My beautiful one, come away with me.
My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Look, 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 have appeared in the land; the time for pruning and the singing of birds has come, and the sound of the doves is heard in our land.
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;
13 The fig tree ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give off their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
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.
14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret clefts of the mountain crags, let me see your face. Let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.”
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.
15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil vineyards, for our vineyard is in blossom.
Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17 Go away, my beloved, before the soft winds of dawn blow and the shadows flee away. Go away; be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.
Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
