American Standard Version
Song of Songs 2:11-17
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 hartUpon the mountainsH2022 of Bether.
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