1 I am a roseb of Sharon,
a lily of the valleys.
2 Like a lily among thorns
is my darling among the young women.
3 Like an applec tree among the trees of the forest
is my beloved among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
and let his banner over me be love.
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
and his right arm embraces me.
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.
the rains are over and gone.
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”
14 My dove in the clefts of the rock,
in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,
our vineyards that are in bloom.
16 My beloved is mine and I am his;
he browses among the lilies.
and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
on the rugged hills.d