Song of Solomon 2
1 As a lily among the thorns,
I am a crocus of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2 So [is] my friend among the daughters!
As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 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.
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.
4 He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me was love.
5 Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with 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 doth embrace me.
His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
7 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
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.
8 The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
The voice of my beloved. Look, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
9 My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this — he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
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.
10 My beloved hath answered and said to me, 'Rise up, my friend, 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 hath passed by, The rain hath passed away — it hath gone.
For, look, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was 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 hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
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."
14 My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice [is] sweet, and thy appearance 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 Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes — destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
Catch for 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, Who is delighting among the lilies,
My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
17 Till the day doth break 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!
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.
