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I am a rose of Sharon,
    a lily of the valleys.

Like a lily among thorns,
    so is my darling among the daughters.

Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest,
    so is my lover among the sons.
In his shadow I delighted to sit,
    and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
He has brought me to the banquet house
    and his banner over me is love.
Sustain me with raisin cakes,
    refresh me with apples—
    for I am weak with love.
His left hand is under my head
    and his right hand embraces me.

Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you,
    by the gazelles and does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love until it delights.

The voice of my lover!
Behold, he is coming—
    leaping over the mountains,
    springing over the hills!
My lover is like a gazelle
    or a young buck among the stags.
Look! He is standing behind our wall—
    gazing through the windows,
    peering through the lattice.

10 In response my lover said to me:
“Get yourself up, my darling,
    my pretty one, and come, come![a]
11 For behold, the winter has past,
    the rain is over, it has gone.
12 Blossoms appear in the land,
    the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtle-dove
    is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree ripens its early figs.
    The blossoming vines give off their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling,
    my pretty one, and come, come!
14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock,
    in a secret place along the steep path,
    let me see your form,
    let me hear your voice.
For your voice is sweet
    and your form is lovely.”

15 Catch the foxes for us—
    the little foxes that ruin the vineyards,
    for our vineyards are in blossom.

The Bride’s Revelry

16 My lover is mine, and I am his!
    He grazes his flocks among the lilies.
17 Until the day cools
    and the shadows flee away,
turn about, my lover,
    like a gazelle or like a stag
    upon the mountains of spices.

She[a]

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

He

Like a lily among thorns
    is my darling among the young women.

She

Like an apple[c] tree among the trees of the forest
    is my beloved(D) among the young men.
I delight(E) to sit in his shade,
    and his fruit is sweet to my taste.(F)
Let him lead me to the banquet hall,(G)
    and let his banner(H) over me be love.
Strengthen me with raisins,
    refresh me with apples,(I)
    for I am faint with love.(J)
His left arm is under my head,
    and his right arm embraces me.(K)
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you(L)
    by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.(M)

Listen! My beloved!
    Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.(N)
My beloved is like a gazelle(O) or a young stag.(P)
    Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
    peering through the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke and said to me,
    “Arise, my darling,
    my beautiful one, come with me.
11 See! The winter is past;
    the rains are over and gone.
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
    the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
    is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;(Q)
    the blossoming(R) vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
    my beautiful one, come with me.”

He

14 My dove(S) in the clefts of the rock,
    in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
    let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.(T)
15 Catch for us the foxes,(U)
    the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,(V)
    our vineyards that are in bloom.(W)

She

16 My beloved is mine and I am his;(X)
    he browses among the lilies.(Y)
17 Until the day breaks
    and the shadows flee,(Z)
turn, my beloved,(AA)
    and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag(AB)
    on the rugged hills.[d](AC)

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 2:1 Or He
  2. Song of Songs 2:1 Probably a member of the crocus family
  3. Song of Songs 2:3 Or possibly apricot; here and elsewhere in Song of Songs
  4. Song of Songs 2:17 Or the hills of Bether

I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

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.

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

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.

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing 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.