Song of Solomon 2

I am a rose of Sharon,

As a lily among thorns,

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,

He brought me to the banquet hall.

Strengthen me with raisins,

His left hand is under my head.

I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

The voice of my beloved!

My beloved is like a roe or a young deer.

My beloved spoke, and said to me,

For behold, the winter is past.

The flowers appear on the earth.

The fig tree ripens her green figs.

My dove in the clefts of the rock,

Catch for us the foxes,

My beloved is mine, and I am his.

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away,