Song of Solomon, 2

1. I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.

1. I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the valley.

2. As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.

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

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.

3. As an apple tree in a forest, so is my lover among men. I sought his shade, there I sat; his fruit is sweet to my taste.

4. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.

4. He has taken me to the winestore; his banner over me reads: "Love."

5. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.

5. Oh, strengthen me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for love makes me sick!

6. His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

6. His left hand is under my head; his right arm embraces me.

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.

7. I beg you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and hinds of the field, not to arouse or stir up love before her time has come.

8. The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

8. The voice of my lover! Behold he comes, springing across the mountains, jumping over the hills,

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.

9. like a gazelle or a young stag. Now he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, peering through the lattice.

10. My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

10. My lover speaks to me, "Arise, my love, my beautiful one!

11. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;

11. Come, the winter is gone, the rains are over.

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;

12. Flowers have appeared on earth; the season of singing has come; the cooing of doves is heard.

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.

13. The fig tree forms its early fruit, the vines in blossom are fragrant. Arise, my beautiful one, come with me, my love, come.

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.

14. O my dove in the rocky cleft, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice. Your face - how lovely! Your voice - how sweet!"

15. Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.

15. Capture the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards, our vineyards in flower.

16. My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.

16. My lover is mine and I am his; he shepherds his flock among the lilies.

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.

17. Before the dusk blows and shadows flee, return, my lover, be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged hills.