Song of Songs 2:12
The flowers appeare in the earth: the time of the singing of birdes is come, and the voyce of the turtle is heard in our land.
The flowers appeare in the earth: the time of the singing of birdes is come, and the voyce of the turtle is heard in our land.
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7I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.
8It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.
9My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.
10My welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.
11For beholde, winter is past: the raine is changed, and is gone away.
13The figtree hath brought foorth her yong figges: and the vines with their small grapes haue cast a sauour: arise my loue, my faire one, and come away.
14My doue, that art in the holes of ye rocke, in the secret places of the staires, shewe mee thy sight, let mee heare thy voyce: for thy voyce is sweete, and thy sight comely.
15Take vs the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines: for our vines haue small grapes.
16My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,
17Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.
11Come, my welbeloued, let vs go foorth into the fielde: let vs remaine in the villages.
12Let vs get vp early to the vines, let vs see if the vine florish, whether it hath budded the small grape, or whether the pomegranates florish: there will I giue thee my loue.
13The mandrakes haue giuen a smell, and in our gates are all sweete things, new and olde: my welbeloued, I haue kept them for thee.
15O fountaine of the gardens, O well of liuing waters, and the springs of Lebanon.
16Arise, O North, and come O South, and blowe on my garden that the spices thereof may flow out: let my welbeloued come to his garden, and eate his pleasant fruite.
14My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
15My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
16My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
13O thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken vnto thy voyce: cause me to heare it.
14O my welbeloued, flee away, and be like vnto the roe, or to the yong harte vpon ye mountaines of spices.
1O the fairest among women, whither is thy welbeloued gone? whither is thy welbeloued turned aside, that we may seeke him with thee?
2My welbeloued is gone downe into his garden to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.
4Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.
12My sister my spouse is as a garden inclosed, as a spring shut vp, and a fountaine sealed vp.
13Thy plantes are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as camphire, spikenarde,
5Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes, feeding among the lilies.
6Vntill the day breake, and the shadowes flie away, I wil go into the mountaine of myrrhe and to the mountaine of incense.
7Euen the storke in the aire knoweth her appointed times, and the turtle and the crane and the swallowe obserue the time of their comming, but my people knoweth not the iudgement of the Lorde.
12By these springs shall the foules of the heauen dwell, and sing among the branches.
1I am the rose of the fielde, and the lilie of the valleys.
2Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.
3Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my welbeloued among the sonnes of men: vnder his shadow had I delite, & sate downe: and his fruite was sweete vnto my mouth.
4Hee brought mee into the wine cellar, and loue was his banner ouer me.
1The desert and the wildernes shall reioyce: and the waste ground shalbe glad and florish as the rose.
2It shall florish abundantly and shal greatly reioyce also and ioye: the glory of Lebanon shalbe giuen vnto it: the beautie of Carmel, and of Sharon, they shall see the glory of the Lord, and the excellencie of our God.
1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony combe with mine hony, I dranke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, and make you mery, O welbeloued.
2I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night.
1Beholde, thou art faire, my loue: behold, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues: among thy lockes thine heare is like the flocke of goates, which looke downe from the mountaine of Gilead.
5I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue vntill she please.
6Who is shee that commeth vp out of the wildernes like pillars of smoke perfumed with myrrhe and incense, and with all the spices of the marchant?
22Be not afrayde, ye beastes of the fielde: for the pastures of the wildernesse are greene: for the tree beareth her fruite: the figge tree & the vine do giue their force.
6Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures!
4I charge you, O daughters of Ierusale, that you stir not vp, nor waken my loue, vntil she please.
5(Who is this that commeth vp out of the wildernesse, leaning vpon her welbeloued?) I raysed thee vp vnder an apple tree: there thy mother conceiued thee: there she coceiued that bare thee.
7Shewe me, O thou, whome my soule loueth, where thou feedest, where thou liest at noone: for why should I be as she that turneth aside to the flockes of thy companions?
4And the doores shall be shut without by the base sound of the grinding, and he shall rise vp at the voice of the birde: and all the daughters of singing shall be abased.
1Nowe will I sing to my beloued a song of my beloued to his vineyarde, My beloued had a vineyarde in a very fruitefull hill,
8Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, euen with me from Lebanon, and looke from the toppe of Amanah, from the toppe of Shenir and Hermon, from the dennes of the lyons, and from the mountaines of the leopards.
18Come, let vs take our fill of loue vntill the morning: let vs take our pleasure in daliance.