strkjv@Songs:2:1
@ I am the
rose
of
Sharon
, and the
lily
of the
valleys
.
strkjv@Songs:2:2
@ As the
lily
among
thorns
, so is my
love
among the
daughters
.
strkjv@Songs:2:3
@ As the apple
tree
among the
trees
of the
wood
, so is my
beloved
among the
sons
. I
sat
down under his
shadow
with great
delight
, and his
fruit
was
sweet
to my
taste
.
strkjv@Songs:2:4
@ He
brought
me to the
banqueting
house
, and his
banner
over me was
love
.
strkjv@Songs:2:5
@
Stay
me with
flagons
,
comfort
me with
apples
: for I am
sick
of
love
.
strkjv@Songs:2:6
@ His left
hand
is under my
head
, and his right
hand
doth
embrace
me.
strkjv@Songs:2:7
@ I
charge
you, O ye
daughters
of
Jerusalem
, by the
roes
,
and
by the
hinds
of the
field
, that ye stir not
up
, nor
awake
my
love
, till he
please
.
strkjv@Songs:2:8
@ The
voice
of my
beloved
! behold, he
cometh
leaping
upon the
mountains
,
skipping
upon the
hills
.
strkjv@Songs:2:9
@ My
beloved
is
like
a
roe
or a
young
hart
: behold, he
standeth
behind
our
wall
, he looketh
forth
at the
windows
,
shewing
himself through the
lattice
.
strkjv@Songs:2:10
@ My
beloved
spake
, and
said
unto me, Rise
up
, my
love
, my fair
one
, and come
away
.
strkjv@Songs:2:11
@ For, lo, the
winter
is
past
, the
rain
is
over
and
gone
;
strkjv@Songs:2:12
@ 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
;
strkjv@Songs:2:13
@ The fig
tree
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
.
strkjv@Songs:2:14
@ O my
dove
, that art in the
clefts
of the
rock
, in the
secret
places of the
stairs
, let me
see
thy
countenance
, let me
hear
thy
voice
; for
sweet
is thy
voice
, and thy
countenance
is
comely
.
strkjv@Songs:2:15
@
Take
us the
foxes
, the
little
foxes
, that
spoil
the
vines
: for our
vines
have tender
grapes
.
strkjv@Songs:2:16
@ My
beloved
is mine, and I am his: he
feedeth
among the
lilies
.
strkjv@Songs:2:17
@ 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
.
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