Song of Solomon 2

The Bride’s Admiration

1
BRIDE
“I am the
Lit crocus
,
c  rose of d  Sharon,
The e  lily of the valleys.”

2
BRIDEGROOM
Like a lily among the thorns,
So is g  my darling among the
Lit daughters
maidens.”

3
BRIDE
“Like an
Or apricot
,
k  apple tree among the trees of the forest,
So is my beloved among the
Lit sons
young men.
In his shade I took great delight and sat down,
And his m  fruit was sweet to my
Lit palate
taste.
4“He has o  brought me to his
Lit house of wine
banquet hall,
And his q  banner over me is love.
5Sustain me with r  raisin cakes,
Refresh me with
Or apricots
,
t  apples,
Because u  I am lovesick.
6“Let v  his left hand be under my head
And w  his right hand x  embrace me.”

7
BRIDEGROOM
“I z  adjure you, O aa  daughters of Jerusalem,
By the ab  gazelles or by the ac  hinds of the field,
ad  That you do not arouse or awaken my love
Until
Or it
she pleases.”

8
BRIDE
Listen! My beloved!
Behold, he is coming,
Climbing ag  on the mountains,
Leaping on the hills!
9My beloved is like a ah  gazelle or a ai  young
Lit of the stags
stag.
Behold, he is standing behind our wall,
He is looking through the windows,
He is peering ak  through the lattice.

10My beloved responded and said to me,
al  Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along.
11For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
12The flowers have already appeared in the land;
The time has arrived for
Or singing
pruning the vines,
And the voice of the an  turtledove has been heard in our land.
13‘The ao  fig tree has ripened its figs,
And the ap  vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance.
Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come along!’”

14
BRIDEGROOM
“O ar  my dove as  in the clefts of the
Or crag
rock,
In the secret place of the steep
Or cliff
pathway,
Let me see your
Lit appearance
form,
aw  Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet,
And your
Lit appearance
form is ay  lovely.”

15
CHORUS
,
ba  Catch the foxes for us,
The
Or young
little foxes that are ruining the vineyards,
While our bc  vineyards are in blossom.”

16
BRIDE
,
be  My beloved is mine, and I am his;
He bf  pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 bg  Until
Lit the day blows
the cool of the day when the shadows flee away,
Turn, my beloved, and be like a bi  gazelle
Or a young stag bj  on the mountains of
Or cleavage or a kind of spice
Bether.”

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