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| Song of Solomon 2: (ASV) |
| 1) I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys. |
| 2) As a 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 ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love. |
| 6) His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me. |
| 7) I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until 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 in at the windows; He glanceth 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-dove is heard in our land; |
| 13) The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. |
| 14) O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, 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 blossom. |
| 16) My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the lilies. |
| 17) Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether. |