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Song of Solomon 2:1
I am the
rose
of
Sharon,
and the
lily
of the
valleys.
2
As the
lily
among
thorns,
so is my
love
among the
daughters.
3
As the apple
tree
among the
trees
of the
wood,
so is my
beloved
among the
sons.
I
sat
down under his
shadow
with great
delight,
and his
fruit
was
sweet
to my
taste.
4
He
brought
me to the
banqueting
house,
and his
banner
over me was
love.
5
Stay
me with
flagons,
comfort
me with
apples:
for I am
sick
of
love.
6
His left
hand
is under my
head,
and his right
hand
doth
embrace
me.
7
I
charge
you, O ye
daughters
of
Jerusalem,
by the
roes,
and
by the
hinds
of the
field,
that ye stir not
up,
nor
awake
my
love,
till he
please.
8
The
voice
of my
beloved!
behold, he
cometh
leaping
upon the
mountains,
skipping
upon the
hills.
9
My
beloved
is
like
a
roe
or a
young
hart:
behold, he
standeth
behind
our
wall,
he looketh
forth
at the
windows,
showing
himself through the
lattice.
10
My
beloved
spake,
and
said
unto me, Rise
up,
my
love,
my fair
one,
and come
away.
11
For, lo, the
winter
is
past,
the
rain
is
over
and
gone;
12
The
flowers
appear
on the
earth;
the
time
of the
singing
of birds is
come,
and the
voice
of the
turtle
is
heard
in our
land;
13
The fig
tree
putteth
forth
her green
figs,
and the
vines
with the tender
grape
give
a good
smell.
Arise,
my
love,
my fair
one,
and come
away.
14
O my
dove,
that art in the
clefts
of the
rock,
in the
secret
places of the
stairs,
let me
see
thy
countenance,
let me
hear
thy
voice;
for
sweet
is thy
voice,
and thy
countenance
is
comely.
15
Take
us the
foxes,
the
little
foxes,
that
spoil
the
vines:
for our
vines
have tender
grapes.
16
My
beloved
is mine, and I am his: he
feedeth
among the
lilies.
17
Until the
day
break,
and the
shadows
flee
away,
turn,
my
beloved,
and be thou
like
a
roe
or a
young
hart
upon the
mountains
of
Bether.
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