I Am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
verse 2 As the lily among thorns, is so my love among the daughters.
verse 3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons, I sate down under his shadow with great delight and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
verse 4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
verse 5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.
verse 6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
verse 7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, ⟨p. 51⟩by the Roes, and by the Hinds of the field, that ye stir not up nor awake my love till he please.
verse 8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
verse 9 My beloved is like a Roe or a young Hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the window, showing himself through the lattice.
verse 10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up my love, my fair one, and come away.
verse 11 For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone.
verse 12 The flowers appear on the earth, the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.
verse 13 The figtree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise my love, my fair one, and come away.
verse 14 O my dove! that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret place of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice, for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
verse 15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines, for our vines have tender grapes.
verse 16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
verse 17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away: turn my beloved, and be thou like a Roe, or a young Hart upon the mountains of Bether.
I Am the rose of Sharon, and the lilly of the vallies.
verse 2 As the lilly among thornes, is so my love among the daughters.
verse 3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons, I sate downe under his shadow with great delight and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
verse 4 He brought me to the banquetting house, and his banner over me was love.
verse 5 Stay mee with flaggons, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of love.
verse 6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
verse 7 I charge you, O yee daughters of Jerusalem, ⟨p. 51⟩by the Roes, and by the Hinds of the field, that yee stirre not up nor awake my love till he please.
verse 8 The voice of my beloved, behold hee commeth leaping upon the mountaines, skipping upon the hils.
verse 9 My beloved is like a Roe or a young Hart: behold, hee standeth behind our wall, hee looketh forth at the window, shewing himselfe through the lattice.
verse 10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up my love, my faire one, and come away.
verse 11 For loe, the winter is past, the raine is over and gone.
verse 12 The flowers appeare on the earth, the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.
verse 13 The figtree putteth forth her greene figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise my love, my faire one, and come away.
verse 14 O my dove! that art in the clefts of the rocke, in the secret place of the staires, let mee see thy countenance, let me heare thy voice, for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
verse 15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoile the vines, for our vines have tender grapes.
verse 16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lillies.
verse 17 Ʋntill the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: turne my beloved, and be thou like a Roe, or a young Hart upon the mountaines of Bether.
