SONG OF SOLOMON
Chapter 2
Song | Webster | 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, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste. | |
Song | Webster | 2:7 | I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not, nor awake [my] love, till he please. | |
Song | Webster | 2:8 | The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. | |
Song | Webster | 2:9 | My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice. | |
Song | Webster | 2:12 | 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; | |
Song | Webster | 2:13 | 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. | |
Song | Webster | 2:14 | 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. | |
Song | Webster | 2:15 | Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes. | |