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Song of Solomon 2

Song of Solomon 2:1  
I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Lover

Song of Solomon 2:2  
As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. Beloved

Song of Solomon 2:3  
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, his fruit was sweet to my taste.

Song of Solomon 2:4  
He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.

Song of Solomon 2:5  
Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; for I am faint with love.

Song of Solomon 2:6  
His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.

Song of Solomon 2:7  
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.

Song of Solomon 2:8  
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.

Song of Solomon 2:9  
My beloved is like a roe or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.

Song of Solomon 2:10  
My beloved spoke, and said to me, “Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:11  
For behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.

Song of Solomon 2:12  
The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

Song of Solomon 2:13  
The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give out their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.” Lover

Song of Solomon 2:14  
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountainside, let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.

Song of Solomon 2:15  
Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that plunder the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved

Song of Solomon 2:16  
My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

Song of Solomon 2:17  
Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.


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