Song of Solomon 1:16–3:5
16 How handsome you are, my love.x
How delightful!
Our bed is verdant;
17 the beams of our house are cedars,
and our rafters are cypresses.J
2 I am a wildflowerK of Sharon,
2 Like a lily among thorns,
so is my darling among the young women.
3 Like an apricotM tree among the trees of the forest,
so is my love among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to the banquet hall,A,a
and he looked on me with love.B,b
refresh me with apricots,C
for I am lovesick.c
6 May his left hand be under my head,
and his right arm embrace me.d
7 Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and the wild does of the field,
do not stir up or awaken love
until the appropriate time.D,e
8 Listen! My love is approaching.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping over the mountains,f
bounding over the hills.
or a young stag.g
See, he is standing behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.
Man
Arise,h my darling.
Come away, my beautiful one.
11 For now the winter is past;
the rain has ended and gone away.
12 The blossoms appear in the countryside.
The time of singingE has come,
and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land.i
13 The fig tree ripens its figs;j
the blossoming vines give off their fragrance.k
Arise, my darling.
Come away, my beautiful one.
14 My dove,l in the clefts of the rock,m
in the crevices of the cliff,
let me see your face,F
let me hear your voice;n
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.o
WomanG
15 Catch the foxes for usp—
the little foxes that ruin the vineyards—
for our vineyards are in bloom.q
16 My love is mine and I am his;r
he feeds among the lilies.
17 Until the day breaksH
and the shadows flee,
turn around, my love, and be like a gazelle
or a young stags on the divided mountains.I,t
3 In my bed at nightJ
I sought the one I love;u
I sought him, but did not find him.K,v
2 I will arise now and go about the city,
through the streets and the plazas.w
I will seek the one I love.
I sought him, but did not find him.
3 The guards who go about the city found me.x
I asked them, “Have you seen the one I love?”
when I found the one I love.
I held on to him and would not let him go
until I brought him to my mother’s housey—
to the chamber of the one who conceived me.
5 Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and the wild does of the field,
do not stir up or awaken love