^15 (A)Behold, you are fair, ^[a]my love!
Behold, you are fair!
You have dove’s eyes.

^15 (A)Behold, you are fair, ^[a]my love!
Behold, you are fair!
You have dove’s eyes.

² Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.

² Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.

¹³ The fig tree puts forth her green figs,
And the vines with the tender grapes
Give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away!

¹³ The fig tree puts forth her green figs,
And the vines with the tender grapes
Give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away!