Song of Solomon 2

1 I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.

I am a meadow flower of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.

As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the young women.

3 My love is like an apple tree among the forest trees, compared to other young men. I love to sit down in his shade and his fruit tastes sweet to me.

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.

4 He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.

He brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me was love.

5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!

Revive me with raisin cakes and refresh me with apricots, for I am weak with love.

6 He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.

7 Women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or the wild deer that you won't disturb our love until the right time.

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.

8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—

There is the sound of my beloved! Listen, here he comes, leaping over the mountains, jumping over the hills.

9 my love is like a gazelle or a young deer! Look, he's there, standing behind our wall, looking through the window, peering through the screen.

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.

10 My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!

My beloved spoke to me and said, “Arise, my love; My beautiful one, come away with me.

11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.

Look, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.

12 Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.

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.

13 Fig trees start producing ripe fruit, while grape vines blossom, giving off their fragrance. Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me!”

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.

14 My dove is out of sight in the crevices of the rock, in the hiding places of the cliff. Please let me see you! Let me hear you! For you speak so sweetly, and you look so beautiful!

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.”

15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!

Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil vineyards, for our vineyard is in blossom.

16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,

My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.

17 until the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear. Come back to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the split mountains.

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.