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The Woman Speaks Again

I am a ·rose [or flower] in the Plain of Sharon [C a fertile plain along the Mediterranean coast],
a lily in the valleys [C she claims to be ordinary].

The Man Speaks Again

Among the ·young women [girls], my darling
is like a lily among thorns [C she is extraordinarily beautiful]!

The Woman Answers

Among the ·young men [boys], my lover
    is like an apple tree ·in the woods [L among the trees of the forest; C he is extraordinary; the apple tree is fruitful and pleasant smelling]!
I ·enjoy sitting in [desire] his ·shadow [shade];
    his fruit is sweet to my ·taste [palate].
He brought me to the ·banquet room [L house of wine],
    and his banner over me is love [C his love for her is well known].
Strengthen me with ·raisins [raisin cakes],
    and refresh me with apples [C considered aphrodisiacs],
    because I am ·weak [faint] with love.
My lover’s left hand is under my head,
    and his right arm ·holds me tight [embraces me; 8:3].

The Woman Speaks to the Friends

·Women [L Daughters] of Jerusalem [1:5], ·promise me [I adjure you]
    by the gazelles and the deer of the field [C in Hebrew sounds like “by the (Lord) of Hosts” or “by God Almighty”]
not to awaken
    or ·excite [arouse] love
until it ·is ready [so desires; C likely a warning to the women to wait for love until the right person comes along; 3:5; 8:4].

The Woman Speaks Again

I hear ·my lover’s voice [the sound of my lover].
    Here he comes ·jumping [leaping] across the mountains,
    ·skipping [bounding] over the hills [C he moves with agile grace and speed].
My lover is like a gazelle or a young ·deer [stag].
    Look, he stands behind our wall
·peeking [staring] through the windows,
    looking through the ·blinds [lattice].
10 My lover spoke and said to me,
    “·Get [Rise] up, my darling;
    let’s go away, my beautiful one.
11 Look, the winter is past;
    the rains are over and gone [C spring has arrived, the time of love].
12 Blossoms appear through all the land.
    The time has come to sing;
    the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
13 There are young figs ·on [L ripening on] the fig trees,
    and the blossoms on the vines ·smell sweet [L spread their fragrance].
·Get [Rise] up, my darling;
    let’s go away, my beautiful one.”

The Man Speaks

14 My beloved is like a dove hiding in the ·cracks [crevices] of the rock,
    in the ·secret [hiding] places of the cliff.
·Show me [Let me see] your ·face [L form],
    and let me hear your voice.
Your voice is ·sweet [agreeable],
    and your ·face [form] is ·lovely [pleasant].
15 ·Catch [Grab] the foxes for us—
    the little foxes that ruin the vineyards
while they are in blossom [C threats to the relationship].

The Woman Speaks

16 My lover is mine, and I am his [6:3; 7:11].
    He ·feeds [grazes] among the lilies
17 until the day dawns
    and the shadows ·disappear [flee].
Turn, my lover.
    Be like a gazelle or a young ·deer [stag]
on the ·mountain valleys [or the mountains of Bether].

The Bride’s Admiration

“I am the rose [of the plain] of Sharon,
The lily of the valleys [that grows in deep places].”

(The Bridegroom)


“Like the lily among the thorns,
So are you, my darling, among the maidens.”

(The Shulammite Bride)


“Like an apple tree [rare and welcome] among the trees of the forest,
So is my beloved among the young men!
In his shade I took great delight and sat down,
And his fruit was sweet and delicious to my palate.

“He has brought me to his banqueting place,
And his banner over me is love [waving overhead to protect and comfort me].

“Sustain me with raisin cakes,
Refresh me with apples,
Because I am sick with love.

“Let his left hand be under my head
And his right hand embrace me.”(A)

(The Bridegroom)


“I command that you take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem,
By the gazelles or by the does of the field [which run free],
That you do not rouse nor awaken my love
Until she pleases.”

(The Shulammite Bride)


“Listen! My beloved!
Behold, he comes,
Climbing on the mountains,
Leaping and running on the hills!(B)

“My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.
Behold, he is standing behind our wall,
He is looking through the windows,
He is gazing through the lattice.

10 
“My beloved speaks and says to me,
‘Arise, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
11 
‘For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
12 
‘The flowers appear on the earth once again;
The time for singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13 
‘The fig tree has budded and ripens her figs,
And the vines are in blossom and give forth their fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one,
And come away [to climb the rocky steps of the hillside].’”

(The Bridegroom)

14 
“O my dove, [here] in the clefts in the rock,
In the sheltered and secret place of the steep pathway,
Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet,
And your face is lovely.”

(The Chorus)

15 
“Catch the foxes for us,
The little foxes that spoil and ruin the vineyards [of love],
While our vineyards are in blossom.”

(The Shulammite Bride)

16 
“My beloved is mine and I am his;
He pastures his flock among the lilies.(C)
17 
“Until the cool of the day when the shadows flee away,
Return quickly, my beloved, and be like a gazelle
Or a young stag on the mountains of Bether [which separate us].”