Song of Songs 2

1I am a rose of SharonH8289, A lilyH7799 of the valleysH6010.2As a lilyH7799 among thornsH2336, SoH3651 is my love among the daughtersH1323.3As the apple-tree among the treesH6086 of the woodH6086, SoH3651 is my beloved among the sonsH1121. I satH3427 downH3427 under his shadowH6738 with great delight, And his fruitH6529 was sweetH4966 to my taste.4He broughtH935 me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was loveH160.5Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with applesH8598; For I am sickH2470 from loveH160.6His left handH3225isunder my headH7218, And his rightH3225 handH3225 doth embraceH2263 me.7I adjureH7650 you, O daughtersH1323 of JerusalemH3389, By the roes, or by the hinds of the fieldH7704, That ye stirH5782 not up, nor awakeH5782 my loveH160, Until he please.8The voiceH6963 of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountainsH2022, Skipping upon the hillsH1389.9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windowsH2474; He glanceth through the lattice.10My beloved spake, and saidH559 unto me, RiseH6965 up, my love, my fair oneH3303, and come away.11For, lo, the winter is past; The rainH1653 is over and goneH1980;12The flowers appearH7200 on the earthH776; The timeH6256 of the singing of birds is come, And the voiceH6963 of the turtle-dove is heardH8085 in our landH776;13The fig-tree ripeneth her green figsH8384, And the vinesH1612 are in blossomH5563; They giveH5414 forth their fragrance. AriseH6965, my love, my fair oneH3303, and come away.14O my doveH3123, that art in the cleftsH2288 of the rockH5553, In the covert of the steepH4095 place, Let me seeH7200 thy countenance, Let me hearH8085 thy voiceH6963; For sweetH6156 is thy voiceH6963, and thy countenance is comely.15TakeH270 us the foxesH7776, the littleH6996 foxesH7776, That spoil the vineyardsH3754; For our vineyardsH3754 are in blossomH5563.16My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the liliesH7799.17Until the dayH3117 be cool, and the shadows fleeH5127 awayH5437, TurnH5437, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountainsH2022 of Bether.