1 “ I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the valleys.” King Solomon

I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

2 “ Like a lily among the thorns, so is my loved one among the young women.” The Woman

As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

3 “ Like a fruit tree among many trees, so is my loved one among the young men. With much joy I sat down in his shadow. And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

4 H e brought me to his special large room for eating, and his colors over me were love.

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

5 M ake me strong with cakes of dried grapes. Make me strong again with fruit, because I am sick with love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

6 L et his left hand be under my head and his right hand hold me close.” King Solomon

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

7 “ I tell you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and deer of the field, you must not wake up my love until it is pleasing to her.” The Second Song The Woman

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

8 “ Listen, it is the voice of my loved one! See, he is coming! He is running over the mountains, jumping across the hills.

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

9 M y love is like a gazelle or a young deer. See, he is standing behind our wall. He is looking through the windows, through the wood cross-pieces.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

10 “ My love speaks and says to me, ‘Get up, my love, my beautiful one, and come with me.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 F or see, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.

For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

12 T he flowers are coming through the ground. The time for singing has come. The voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.

The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

13 T he fig tree has its fruits. The flowers on the vines spread their sweet smell. Get up, my love, my beautiful one, and come with me!

The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

14 O my dove, hidden in the rock, in the secret place in the mountain-side, let me see you. Let me hear your voice. For your voice is sweet, and you are beautiful.

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

15 ‘ Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that are destroying our grape-fields, for the flowers are on the vines.

Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

16 M y love is mine, and I am his. He lets his flock eat among the lilies.

My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

17 U ntil the morning comes and the shadows hurry away, turn, my love. Be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.’”

Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.