Song of Solomon 2:14-16

Darby Translation

¹⁴ My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, 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 vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.

¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,