Love in bloom
1I’m a rose of the Sharon plain,
a lily of the valleys.
2Like a lily among thornbushes,
so is my dearest among the young women.
3Like an apple tree among the wild trees,
so is my lover among the young men.
In his shade I take pleasure in sitting,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4He has brought me to the house of wine;
his banner raised over me is love.
5Sustain me with raisin cakes,
strengthen me with apples,
for I’m weak with love!
6His left arm is beneath my head,
his right embraces me.
7Make a solemn pledge, daughters of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles or the wild deer:
Don’t rouse, don’t arouse love
until it desires.
8Listen! It’s my lover: here he comes now,
leaping upon the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
9My lover is like a gazelle
or a young stag.
Here he stands now,
outside our wall,
peering through the windows,
peeking through the lattices.
10My lover spoke and said to me,
"Rise up, my dearest,
my fairest, and go.
11Here, the winter is past;
the rains have come and gone.
12Blossoms have appeared in the land;
the season of singing#Or pruning has arrived,
and the sound of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13The green fruit is on the fig tree,
and the grapevines in bloom are fragrant.
Rise up,#LXX and Kethib add go; but Qere, DSS, Vulg, Syr, and Tg lack the verb; cf 2:10. my dearest,
my fairest, and go.
14My dove—in the rock crevices,
hidden in the cliff face—
let me catch sight of you;
let me hear your voice!
The sound of your voice is sweet,
and the sight of you is lovely."
15Catch foxes for us—
those little foxes
that spoil vineyards,
now that our vineyards are in bloom!
16I belong to my lover and he belongs to me—
the one grazing among the lilies.
17Before the day breeze blows
and the shadows flee,
turn about, my love; be like a gazelle
or a young stag
upon the jagged mountains.#Or upon the mountains of Bether; cf 8:14 mountains of spice