The Bride’s Admiration

“I am the [a](A)rose of (B)Sharon,
The (C)lily of the valleys.”

The Groom

“Like a lily among the thorns,
So is (D)my darling among the [b]young women.”

The Bride

“Like an (E)apple tree among the trees of the forest,
So is my beloved among the [c]young men.
In his shade I took great delight and sat down,
And his (F)fruit was sweet to my [d]taste.
He has (G)brought me to his [e]banquet hall,
And his (H)banner over me is love.
Refresh me with (I)raisin cakes,
Sustain me with (J)apples,
Because (K)I am lovesick.
(L)His left hand is under my head,
And (M)his right hand (N)embraces me.”

The Groom

(O)Swear to me, you (P)daughters of Jerusalem,
By the (Q)gazelles or by the (R)does of the field,
(S)That you will not disturb or awaken my love
Until she pleases.”

The Bride

“Listen! My beloved!
Behold, he is coming,
Leaping (T)on the mountains,
Jumping on the hills!
My beloved is like a (U)gazelle or a (V)young [f]stag.
Behold, he is standing behind our wall,
He is looking through the windows,
He is peering (W)through the lattice.

10 “My beloved responded and said to me,
(X)Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along.
11 For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
12 The blossoms have already appeared in the land;
The time has arrived for [g]pruning the vines,
And the voice of the (Y)turtledove has been heard in our land.
13 The (Z)fig tree has ripened its fruit,
And the (AA)vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance.
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along!’”

The Groom

14 (AB)My dove, (AC)in the clefts of the [h]rock,
In the hiding place of the mountain pathway,
Let me see [i]how you look,
(AD)Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is pleasant,
And [j]you look (AE)delightful.”

The Chorus

15 (AF)Catch the [k]foxes for us,
The [l]little [m]foxes that are ruining the vineyards,
While our (AG)vineyards are in blossom.”

The Bride

16 (AH)My beloved is mine, and I am his;
He (AI)pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 (AJ)Until the cool of the day, when the shadows flee,
Turn, my beloved, and be like a (AK)gazelle
Or a young stag (AL)on the mountains of [n]Bether.”

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:1 Lit asphodel
  2. Song of Solomon 2:2 Lit daughters
  3. Song of Solomon 2:3 Lit sons
  4. Song of Solomon 2:3 Lit palate
  5. Song of Solomon 2:4 Lit house of wine
  6. Song of Solomon 2:9 Lit of the stags
  7. Song of Solomon 2:12 Or singing
  8. Song of Solomon 2:14 Or crag
  9. Song of Solomon 2:14 Lit your appearance
  10. Song of Solomon 2:14 Lit your appearance
  11. Song of Solomon 2:15 Or jackals
  12. Song of Solomon 2:15 Or young
  13. Song of Solomon 2:15 Or jackals
  14. Song of Solomon 2:17 Or ravines; or perfumes

“I am the rose of the field, the lily of the valleys.”

“Like a lily among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters.”

“Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my well-beloved among the sons of men. Under his shadow I had delight and sat down. And his fruit was sweet to my mouth.”

“He brought me into the wine cellar. And love was his banner over me.

“Sustain me with raisins, and comfort me with apples. For I am lovesick.

“His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.

“I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the does of the field, that you neither stir up nor awaken my love until she pleases.”

“It is the voice of my well-beloved. Behold, he comes leaping by the mountains, and skipping by the hills.

“My well-beloved is like a gazelle, or a young stag. Lo, he stands behind our wall, looking forth from the windows, showing himself through the grates.

10 “My well-beloved spoke and said to me, ‘Arise, my love, my fair one, and come your way.

11 ‘For behold, winter has passed. The rain has ended and has gone away.

12 ‘The flowers appear on the Earth. The time of the singing of birds has come. And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.

13 ‘The fig tree has brought forth her young figs. And the vines, with small grapes, have cast a savor. Arise my love, my fair one, and come away.’

14 “My dove, who is in the holes of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me catch sight of you. Let me hear your voice. For your voice is sweet and your face comely.”

15 “Take us, the foxes, the little foxes who destroy the vines. For our vines have small grapes.”

16 “My well-beloved is mine, and I am his. He feeds among the lilies,

17 “until the day breaks and the shadows flee away. Return, my well-beloved! Be like a gazelle, or a young stag upon the mountains of Bether!”