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.
[[Lov.]] As the 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.
[[M.]] As the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I love to sit down, And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.
He hath brought me to his banqueting-house, And his banner over me is love. Strengthen me with raisins,
5 Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.
Refresh me with apples! For I am sick with love.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraceth me!
7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.
[[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please!
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
[[M.]] The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Bounding 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 glanceth through the lattice.
Like a gazelle is my beloved, Or a young hind. Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He is looking through the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
My beloved speaketh, and saith to 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-dove 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 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 is spicing its green fruit; The vines in blossom give forth 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 recesses of the rock, In the hiding-places of the steep craggy mountain, Let me see thy face, Let me hear thy voice! For sweet is thy voice, And thy face lovely.”
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, That spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom.
Take ye for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines; For our vines are now 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 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.
When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, Come again, my beloved, like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the craggy mountains.
