Song of Songs 2:11-17

11For beholdH2009, the winterH5638 isH5674 pastH5674, The rainH1653 is overH2498 and goneH1980.12The blossomsH5339 have already appearedH7200 in the landH776; The timeH6256 has arrivedH5060 for 1pruningH2159 the vines, And the voiceH6963 of the 2turtledoveH8449 has been heardH8085 in our landH776.13The 3figH8384 treeH8384 has ripenedH2590 its fruitH6291, And the 4vinesH1612 in blossomH5563 have givenH5414 forth their fragranceH7381. AriseH6965, my darlingH7474, my beautifulH3303 oneH3303, And comeH1980 along!’”

14“5My doveH3123, 6in the cleftsH2288 of the 7rockH5553, In the hidingH5643 placeH5643 of the mountainH4095 pathwayH4095, Let me seeH7200 8howH4758 you lookH4758, 9Let me hearH8085 your voiceH6963; For your voiceH6963 is pleasantH6156, And 10you lookH4758 11delightfulH5000.”

15“12CatchH270 the 13foxesH7776 for us, The 14littleH6996 15foxesH7776 that are ruiningH2254 the vineyardsH3754, While our 16vineyardsH3754 are in blossomH5563.”

16“17My belovedH1730 is mine, and I am his; He 18pasturesH7462 his flock among the liliesH7799.1719UntilH5704 the coolH6315 of the dayH3117, when the shadowsH6738 fleeH5127, TurnH5437, my belovedH1730, and beH1819 likeH1819 a 20gazelleH6643 OrH176 a youngH6082 stagH354 21on the mountainsH2022 of 22BetherH1336.”