AB - Song of Solomon - 2

2:1  I am a flower of the plain, a lily of the valleys.

2:2  As a lily among thorns, so is my companion among the daughters.

2:3  As the apple among the trees of the wood, so is my kinsman among the sons. I desired his shadow, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my throat.

2:4  Bring me into the wine house; set love before me.

2:5  Strengthen me with perfumes, stay me with apples: for I am wounded with love.

2:6  His left hand shall be under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

2:7  I have charged you, you daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that you do not rouse or wake my love, until he please.

2:8  The voice of my kinsman! Behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.

2:9  My kinsman is like a gazelle or a young hart on the mountains of Bethel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.

2:10  My kinsman answers, and says to me, Rise up, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.

2:11  For behold, the winter is past, the rain is gone, it has departed.

2:12  The flowers are seen in the land; the time of pruning has arrived; the voice of the turtle dove has been heard in our land.

2:13  The fig tree has put forth its young figs, the vines put forth the tender grape, they yield a smell: arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove; yea, come.

2:14  You are my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall: show me your face, and cause me to hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is beautiful.

2:15  Take us the little foxes that spoil the vines: for our vines put forth tender grapes.

2:16  My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds his flock among the lilies.

2:17  Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be like to a gazelle or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.