Song of Songs 2
1 I am the crocus of Sharon, the lily of the valleys.
2 Like a lily among thorns, so is my beloved among the young women.
3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. I longed for his shade and sat beneath it, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me was love.
5 Sustain me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I am lovesick.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
7 I make you swear, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the field: do not stir up or awaken love until it so desires.
8 The voice of my beloved! Look, he is coming, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he is standing behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke and said to me, “Get up, my beloved, my beautiful one, and come.
11 For winter has passed; the rain is over and gone.
12 Flowers have appeared on the land; the time for pruning has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree has ripened its early figs, and the flowering vines give off their fragrance. Get up, my beloved, my beautiful one, and come.
14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hidden place on the cliff, let me see your face; let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.”
15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, for our vineyards are in bloom.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his. He pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 Before the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn back, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains.
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