1 “ 2:1 BRIDE I am the 2:1 Lit crocus rose of Sharon,The lily of the valleys.”
2 ¶“ 2:2BRIDEGROOM Like a lily among the thorns,So is my darling among the daughters.”
3 ¶“ 2:3 BRIDE Like an 2:3 Or apricot apple tree among the trees of the forest,So is my beloved among the sons.In his shade I had great desire and sat down,And his fruit was sweet to my 2:3 Lit palate taste.
4 “He has brought me tohis 2:4 Lit house of wine house of banqueting,And his banner over me is love.
5 “Sustain me with raisin cakes,Refresh me with 2:5Or apricots apples,Because I am lovesick.
6 “Let his left hand be under my headAnd his right hand embrace me.”
7 ¶“ 2:7BRIDEGROOM I call you tosolemnlyswear, O daughters of Jerusalem,By the gazelles or by the hinds of the field,That you do not arouse or awakenmyloveUntil 2:7Or it she pleases.”The Bride Delights in Her Beloved
8 ¶“ 2:8 BRIDE The voice of my beloved!Behold, he is coming,Leaping on the mountains,Jumping on the hills!
9 “My beloved is like a gazelle or a young 2:9Lit of the stags stag.Behold, he is standing behind our wall;He gazes through the windows;He is peering through the lattice.
10 ¶“My beloved answered and said to me,‘Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,And come along.
11 ‘For behold, the winter is past,The rain is over; it is gone.
12 ‘The flowers have appeared in the land;The time for 2:12 Or singing pruning has arrived;And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
13 ‘The fig tree has ripened its figs,And the vines in blossom have given forththeirfragrance.Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,And come along!’ ”
14 ¶“ 2:14 BRIDEGROOM O my dove, in the clefts of the 2:14 Or crag rock,In the secret place of the steep 2:14 Or cliff pathway,Let me see your appearance,Let me hear your voice;For your voice is sweet,And your appearance is lovely.”
15 ¶“ 2:15CHORUS Seize the foxes for us,The 2:15Or young little foxes that are wreaking destruction on the vineyards,While our vineyards are in blossom.”
16 ¶“ 2:16BRIDE My beloved is mine, and I am his,He who shepherdshis flockamong the lilies.
17 “Until the day breathes and the shadows flee,Turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelleOr a young stag on the mountains of 2:17Or ravines, a kind of spice Bether.”