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Chapter 2
Song NHEB 2:1  I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Lover
Song NHEB 2:2  As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. Beloved
Song NHEB 2:3  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, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Song NHEB 2:4  He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.
Song NHEB 2:5  Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.
Song NHEB 2:6  His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
Song NHEB 2:7  I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Song NHEB 2:8  The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
Song NHEB 2:9  My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.
Song NHEB 2:10  My beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
Song NHEB 2:11  For, behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
Song NHEB 2:12  The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
Song NHEB 2:13  The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away." Lover
Song NHEB 2:14  My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
Song NHEB 2:15  Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved
Song NHEB 2:16  My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
Song NHEB 2:17  Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bether.