| 2 | Song of Songs | Passage |
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| 1 |
—I am the rose of Sharon,
the lily of the valleys. |
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| 2 |
—As a lily among the thistles,
so is my beloved among girls. |
He. Sg.2.2
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| 3 |
—As an apple tree among the trees of the wood,
so is my love among young men.
In his delightful shade I sit,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
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She. Sg.2.3-7
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| 4 |
He has taken me to his cellar,
and his banner over me is love.
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| 5 |
Feed me with raisin cakes,
restore me with apples,
for I am sick with love. |
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| 6 |
His left arm is under my head,
his right embraces me. |
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| 7 |
—I charge you,
daughters of Jerusalem,
by all gazelles and wild does,
do not rouse, do not wake my beloved
before she pleases. |
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| 8 |
BELOVED: I hear my love.
See how he comes leaping on the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
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The second song. She. Sg.2.8-10
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| 9 |
My love is like a gazelle,
like a young stag. See where he stands
behind our wall.
He looks in at the window,
he peers through the opening. |
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| 10 |
My love lifts up his voice,
he says to me,
'Come then, my beloved,
my lovely one, come.
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| 11 |
For see, winter is past,
the rains are over and gone. |
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| 12 |
'Flowers are appearing on the earth.
The season of glad songs has come,
the cooing of the turtledove is heard in our land.
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| 13 |
The fig tree is forming its first figs
and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance.
Come then, my beloved,
my lovely one, come. |
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| 14 |
'My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock,
in the coverts of the cliff,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet
and your face is lovely.'
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He. Sg.2.14-15
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| 15 |
Catch the foxes for us,
the little foxes that make havoc of the vineyards,
for our vineyards are in fruit. |
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| 16 |
My love is mine and I am his.
He pastures his flock among the lilies. |
She. Sg.2.16-3.5
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| 17 |
Before the day-breeze rises,
before the shadows flee,
return! Be, my love,
like a gazelle, like a young stag,
on the mountains of Bether. |
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