Verse 1
I am a rose{H2261} of Sharon,{H8289} A lily{H7799} of the valleys.{H6010}
Verse 2
As a lily{H7799} among thorns,{H2336} So is my love{H7474} among the daughters.{H1323}
Verse 3
As the apple-tree{H8598} among the trees{H8598} of the wood,{H8598} So is my beloved{H1730} among the sons.{H1121} I sat{H3427} down under his shadow{H6738} with great delight,{H2530} And his fruit{H6529} was sweet{H4966} to my taste.{H2441}
Verse 4
He brought{H935} me to the banqueting -{H3196} house,{H1004} And his banner{H1714} over me was love.{H160}
Verse 5
Stay{H5564} ye me with raisins,{H809} refresh{H7502} me with apples;{H8598} For I am sick{H2470} from love.{H160}
Verse 6
His left hand{H8040} [is] under my head,{H7218} And his right hand{H3225} doth embrace{H2263} me.
Verse 7
I adjure{H7650} you, O daughters{H1323} of Jerusalem,{H3389} By the roes,{H6643} or{H176} by the hinds{H355} of the field,{H7704} That ye stir not up,{H5782} nor awake{H5782} [my] love,{H160} Until he please.{H2654}
Verse 8
The voice{H6963} of my beloved!{H1730} behold, he cometh,{H935} Leaping{H1801} upon the mountains,{H2022} Skipping{H7092} upon the hills.{H1389}
Verse 9
My beloved{H1730} is like{H1819} a roe{H6643} or a young{H6082} hart:{H354} Behold, he standeth{H5975} behind{H310} our wall;{H3796} He looketh{H7688} in at the windows;{H2474} He glanceth{H6692} through the lattice.{H2762}
Verse 10
My beloved{H1730} spake,{H6030} and said{H559} unto me, Rise up,{H6965} my love,{H7474} my fair one,{H3303} and come away.{H3212}
Verse 11
For, lo, the winter{H5638} is past;{H5674} The rain{H1653} is over{H2498} and gone;{H1980}
Verse 12
The flowers{H5339} appear{H7200} on the earth;{H776} The time{H6256} of the singing{H2158} [of birds] is come,{H5060} And the voice{H6963} of the turtle-dove{H8449} is heard{H8085} in our land;{H776}
Verse 13
The fig-tree{H8384} ripeneth{H2590} her green figs,{H6291} And the vines{H1612} are in blossom;{H5563} They give{H5414} forth their fragrance.{H7381} Arise,{H6965} my love,{H7474} my fair one,{H3303} and come away.{H3212}
Verse 14
O my dove,{H3123} that art in the clefts{H2288} of the rock,{H5553} In the covert{H5643} of the steep place,{H4095} Let me see{H7200} thy countenance,{H4758} Let me hear{H8085} thy voice;{H6963} For sweet{H6156} is thy voice,{H6963} and thy countenance{H4758} is comely.{H5000}
Verse 15
Take{H270} us the foxes,{H7776} the little{H6996} foxes,{H7776} That spoil{H2254} the vineyards;{H3754} For our vineyards{H3754} are in blossom.{H5563}
Verse 16
My beloved{H1730} is mine, and I am his: He feedeth{H7462} [his flock] among the lilies.{H7799}
Verse 17
Until the day{H3117} be cool,{H6315} and the shadows{H6752} flee away,{H5127} Turn,{H5437} my beloved,{H1730} and be thou like{H1819} a roe{H6643} or a young{H6082} hart{H354} Upon the mountains{H2022} of Bether.{H1336}