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Song of Solomon 2:11-17
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 2
11
For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over
and
gone.
12
The blossoms have
already
appeared in the land;
The time has arrived for pruning
the vines,
And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
13
The fig tree has ripened its fruit,
And the vines in blossom have given forth
their
fragrance.
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along!’?'
14
'My dove, in the clefts of the rock,
In the hiding place of the mountain pathway,
Let me see how you look,
Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is pleasant,
And you look delightful.'
15
'Catch the foxes for us,
The little foxes that are ruining the vineyards,
While our vineyards are in blossom.'
16
'My beloved is mine, and I am his;
He pastures
his flock
among the lilies.
17
Until the cool of the day, when the shadows flee,
Turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle
Or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.'
King James Version
Chapter 2
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.
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 2
11
For now the winter is past;
the rain has ended and gone away.
12
The blossoms appear in the countryside.
The time of singing has come,
and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land.
13
The fig tree ripens its figs;
the blossoming vines give off their fragrance.
Arise, my darling.
Come away, my beautiful one.
14
My dove, in the clefts of the rock,
in the crevices of the cliff,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
15
Catch the foxes for us —
the little foxes that ruin the vineyards—
for our vineyards are in bloom.
16
My love is mine and I am his;
he feeds among the lilies.
17
Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
turn around, my love, and be like a gazelle
or a young stag on the divided mountains.
New Living Translation
Chapter 2
11
Look, the winter is past,
and the rains are over and gone.
12
The flowers are springing up,
the season of singing birds has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.
13
The fig trees are forming young fruit,
and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.
Rise up, my darling!
Come away with me, my fair one!'
14
My dove is hiding behind the rocks,
behind an outcrop on the cliff.
Let me see your face;
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is pleasant,
and your face is lovely.
15
Catch all the foxes,
those little foxes,
before they ruin the vineyard of love,
for the grapevines are blossoming!
16
My lover is mine, and I am his.
He browses among the lilies.
17
Before the dawn breezes blow
and the night shadows flee,
return to me, my love, like a gazelle
or a young stag on the rugged mountains.
English Standard Version
Chapter 2
11
for behold, the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
12
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.
13
The fig tree ripens its figs,
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
and come away.
14
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
15
Catch the foxes for us,
the little foxes
that spoil the vineyards,
for our vineyards are in blossom."
16
My beloved is mine, and I am his;
he grazes among the lilies.
17
Until the day breathes
and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle
or a young stag on cleft mountains.
New International Version
Chapter 2
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;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me."
14
My dove 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.
15
Catch for us the foxes,
the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,
our vineyards that are in bloom.
16
My beloved is mine and I am his;
he browses among the lilies.
17
Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
on the rugged hills.
New King James Version
Chapter 2
11
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over
and
gone.
12
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
13
The fig tree puts forth her green figs,
And the vines
with
the tender grapes
Give a
good
smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away!
14
“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
In the secret
places
of the cliff,
Let me see your face,
Let me hear your voice;
For your voice
is
sweet,
And your face
is
lovely.”
15
Catch 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 feeds
his flock
among the lilies.
17
Until the day breaks
And the shadows flee away,
Turn, my beloved,
And be like a gazelle
Or a young stag
Upon the mountains of Bether.
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