Song of Songs 2 — The Holy Bible

I am a flower of the plain,

A lily of the valleys.

The Groom

As a lily among thorns,

So is my beloved among the daughters.

The Bride

As the apple among the trees of the woods,

So is my beloved among the sons.

I desired to be in his shadow and to sit down;

And his fruit was sweet in my mouth.

Bring me into the house of wine;

Set love before me.

Strengthen me with cakes of raisins;

Refresh me with apples,

For I am wounded with love.

His left hand shall be under my head,

And his right hand shall embrace me.

I implore you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

By the hosts and powers of the field,

That you rouse not nor wake my love

Until he wishes.

The voice of my beloved!

Behold, he comes leaping on the mountains

And skipping over the hills.

My beloved is as a gazelle or a young stag

On the mountains of Bethel.

Behold, he stands behind our wall,

Looking through the windows

And peering through the lattices.

My beloved answers and says to me,

“Rise up and come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.

For behold, the winter is past,

And the rain is gone;

It has departed.

The flowers are seen in the land;

The time of pruning has arrived;

The voice of the dove is heard in our land.

The fig tree has put forth its young figs,

And the vines are in bloom and give forth their fragrance.

Arise and come, my companion, my fair one, my dove,

And come, my dove, to the shelter of the rock,

And take hold of the wall.

Show me your face,

And cause me to hear your voice;

For your voice is sweet,

And your face is beautiful.”

Companions

Catch us the foxes,

The little ones that spoil the vineyard,

For our vines are in bloom.

The Bride

My beloved is mine, and I am his,

He who shepherds his flock among the lilies.

Until the day dawns and the shadows depart,

My beloved, turn back, and be as likened to

A gazelle or a young stag

On the mountains of the ravines.