The Song of Songs of Solomon

Chapter-2

Song of Songs 2:1 Bride: I am a flower of the open field and a lily of the steep valleys.

 

Song of Songs 2:2 Groom: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my loved one among the daughters.

 

Song of Songs 2:3 Bride to Chorus: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat beneath the shadow of the one whom I desired, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.

 

Song of Songs 2:4 He brought me into the storeroom of wine. He set charity in order within me.

 

Song of Songs 2:5 Prop me up with flowers. Close me in with apples. For I languish through love.

 

Song of Songs 2:6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

 

Song of Songs 2:7 Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the does and the stags of the open field, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, even for as long as she wills.

 

Song of Songs 2:8 Bride to Chorus: The voice of my beloved! Behold, he arrives leaping along the mountains, jumping across the hills.

 

Song of Songs 2:9 My beloved is like a doe and like a young stag.

 

Song of Songs 2:10 Lo, he stands beyond our wall, gazing through the windows, watching through the lattices.

 

Song of Songs 2:11 Lo, my beloved speaks to me:

 

Song of Songs 2:12 Groom to Bride: Rise up, quickly, my love, my dove, my shapely one, and advance.

 

Song of Songs 2:13 For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.

 

Song of Songs 2:14 The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.

 

Song of Songs 2:15 The fig tree has brought forth its green figs; the flowering vines bestow their odor. Rise up, my love, my brilliant one, and advance.

 

Song of Songs 2:16 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful.

 

Song of Songs 2:17 Chorus to Groom and Bride: Capture for us the little foxes, which are tearing down the vines; for our vineyard has flourished.

 

Song of Songs 2:18 Bride to Chorus: My beloved is for me, and I am for him. He pastures among the lilies, until the day rises and the shadows decline.

 

Song of Songs 2:19 Bride to Groom: Return, O my beloved. Be like a doe and like a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.