Song of Solomon, 2

1. -I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the valleys.

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

2. -As a lily among the thistles, so is my beloved among girls.

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

3. -As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my love among young men. In his delightful shade I sit, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

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.

4. He has taken me to his cellar, and his banner over me is love.

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

5. Feed me with raisin cakes, restore me with apples, for I am sick with love.

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

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

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

7. -I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, by all gazelles and wild does, do not rouse, do not wake my beloved before she pleases.

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.

8. BELOVED: I hear my love. See how he comes leaping on the mountains, bounding over the hills.

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

9. My love is like a gazelle, like a young stag. See where he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the window, he peers through the opening.

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.

10. My love lifts up his voice, he says to me, 'Come then, my beloved, my lovely one, come.

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

11. For see, winter is past, the rains are over and gone.

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

12. 'Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season of glad songs has come, the cooing of the turtledove is heard in our land.

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;

13. The fig tree is forming its first figs and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance. Come then, my beloved, my lovely one, come.

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.

14. 'My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock, in the coverts of the cliff, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.'

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.

15. Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that make havoc of the vineyards, for our vineyards are in fruit.

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

16. My love is mine and I am his. He pastures his flock among the lilies.

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

17. Before the day-breeze rises, before the shadows flee, return! Be, my love, like a gazelle, like a young stag, on the mountains of Bether.

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.