Berean Standard Bible

Song of Songs 2:11-17

11For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.12The flowers have appeared in the countryside; the season of singing1 has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.13The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”

14O my dove in the clefts of the rock,in the crevices of the cliff,let me see your face,let me hear your voice;for your voice is sweet,and your countenance is lovely.

15Catch for us the foxes—the little foxes that ruin the vineyards—for our vineyards are in bloom.

16My beloved is mine and I am his;he pastures his flock among the lilies.17Before the day breaks and shadows flee,turn, my beloved,and be like a gazelleor a young stag on the mountains of Bether.2

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1. Song of Songs 2:12 Or pruning ↩
2. Song of Songs 2:17 Or the rugged mountains ↩

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