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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 the fig trees.
    The blossoms on the vines smell sweet.
Get up, my darling.
    Let’s go away, my beautiful one.”

The Man Speaks

14 My beloved is like a dove that hides in the cracks of the rock.
    She hides in the secret places of the cliff.
Show me your face.
    Let me hear your voice.
Your voice is very sweet,
    and your face is lovely.

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12 The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
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!

14 “O my (A)dove, in the clefts of the rock,
In the secret places of the cliff,
Let me see your [a]face,
(B)Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet,
And your face is lovely.”

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:14 Lit. appearance

12 (A)The flowers appear on the earth,
    the time of singing[a] has come,
and the voice of (B)the turtledove
    is heard in our land.
13 (C)The fig tree ripens its figs,
    and (D)the vines are in blossom;
    they give forth fragrance.
(E)Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
    and come away.
14 O my (F)dove, in the (G)clefts of the rock,
    in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
    let me (H)hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is (I)lovely.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:12 Or pruning