Song of Solomon 2-3

New American Standard Bible

Chapter 2

1'I am the rose of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.' 2'Like a lily among the thorns, So is my darling among the young women.' 3'Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I took great delight and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste. 4He has brought me to his banquet hall, And his banner over me is love. 5Refresh me with raisin cakes, Sustain me with apples, Because I am lovesick. 6His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraces me.' 7'Swear to me, you daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, That you will not disturb or awaken my love Until she pleases.' 8'Listen! My beloved! Behold, he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, Jumping on the hills! 9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, he is standing behind our wall, He is looking through the windows, He is peering through the lattice. 10'My beloved responded and said to me, ‘Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And come along. 11For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone. 12The 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. 13The 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. 17Until 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.'

Chapter 3

1'On my bed night after night I sought him Whom my soul loves; I sought him but did not find him. 2‘I must arise now and go around in the city; In the streets and in the public squares I must seek him whom my soul loves.’ I sought him but did not find him. 3The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, And I said, ‘Have you seen him whom my soul loves?’ 4Hardly had I left them When I found him whom my soul loves; I held on to him and would not let him go Until I had brought him to my mother’s house, And into the room of her who conceived me.' 5'Swear to me, you daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, That you will not disturb or awaken my love Until she pleases.' 6'What is this coming up from the wilderness Like columns of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the scented powders of the merchant? 7Behold, it is the traveling couch of Solomon; Sixty warriors around it, Of the warriors of Israel. 8All of them are wielders of the sword, Expert in war; Each man has his sword at his side, Guarding against the terrors of the night. 9King Solomon has made for himself a sedan chair From the timber of Lebanon. 10He made its posts of silver, Its back of gold And its seat of purple fabric, With its interior lovingly inlaid By the daughters of Jerusalem. 11Go out, you daughters of Zion, And look at King Solomon with the crown With which his mother has crowned him On the day of his wedding, And on the day of the joy of his heart.'
King James Version
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New Living Translation
English Standard Version

Chapter 2

1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. 2As a lily among brambles, so is my love among the young women. 3As an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. With great delight I sat in his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. 4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. 5Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love. 6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me! 7I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases. 8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. 9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice. 10My beloved speaks and says to me: “Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away, 11for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. 12The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. 13The fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away. 14O 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. 15Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.” 16My beloved is mine, and I am his; he grazes among the lilies. 17Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on cleft mountains.
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