2:1 I am a flower of the plain, a lily of
the valleys.
2:2 As a lily among thorns, so is my companion among the daughters.
2:3 As the apple among the trees of the wood, so is my kinsman among the
sons. I desired his shadow, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my
throat.
2:4 Bring me into the wine house; set love before me.
2:5 Strengthen me with perfumes, stay me with apples: for I [am] wounded
with love.
2:6 His left [hand shall be] under my head, and his right hand shall embrace
me.
2:7 I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the
virtues of the field, that ye do not rouse or wake [my] love, until he
please.
2:8 The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
2:9 My kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Baethel:
behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through
the lattices.
2:10 My kinsman answers, and says to me, Rise up, come, my companion, my
fair one, my dove.
2:11 For, behold, the winter is past, the rain is gone, it has departed.
2:12 The flowers are seen in the land; the time of pruning has arrived; the
voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.
2:13 The fig-tree has put forth its young figs, the vines put forth the
tender grape, they yield a smell: arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my
dove; yea, come.
2:14 [Thou art] my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall: shew me
thy face, and cause me to hear thy voice; for thy voice is sweet, and thy
countenance is beautiful.
2:15 Take us the little foxes that spoil the vines: for our vines put forth
tender grapes.
2:16 My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds [his flock] among the
lilies.
2:17 Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be thou
like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines. |
2:1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of
the valleys.
2:2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
2:3 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.
2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
2:5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
2:6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
2:7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds
of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
2:8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the hills.
2:9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our
wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and
come away.
2:11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
2:12 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;
2:13 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.
2:14 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.
2:15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our
vines have tender grapes.
2:16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
2:17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and
be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. |