Song of Solomon 2

1I am a flower of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

2Like a lily among thorns, so is my love among the young women.

3Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I longed to sit in his shade, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

4He brought me into the house of wine, and his banner over me was love.

5Sustain me with raisin cakes; refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love.

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

7I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field: do not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.

8The sound of my beloved! Look, here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.

9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look—there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.

10My beloved answered and said to me, “Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.”

11For look, the winter has passed; the rain is over and gone.

12The blossoms appear in the land; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

13The fig tree has formed its early figs, and the vines in blossom give off fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.

14My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding place of the cliff, let me see your appearance; let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your appearance is lovely.

15Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that ruin vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.

16My beloved is mine, and I am his—the one who shepherds among the lilies.

17Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved—be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.