• 1 I am the rose of Sharon, And the lily of the valleys.

  • The Beloved

  • 2 Like a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

  • The Shulamite

  • 3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down in his shade with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

  • The Shulamite to the Daughters of Jerusalem

  • 4 He brought me to the banqueting house, And his banner over me was love.
  • 5 Sustain me with cakes of raisins, Refresh me with apples, For I am lovesick.
  • 6 His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraces me.
  • 7 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.

  • The Shulamite

  • 8 The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
  • 9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, he stands behind our wall; He is looking through the windows, Gazing through the lattice.
  • 10 My beloved spoke, and said to me: “Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away.
  • 11 For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone.
  • 12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land.
  • 13 The fig tree puts forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grapes Give a good smell. Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away!
  • 14 “O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret places of the cliff, Let me see your face, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your face is lovely.”

  • Her Brothers

  • 15 Catch us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines, For our vines have tender grapes.

  • The Shulamite

  • 16 My beloved is mine, and I am his. He feeds his flock among the lilies.

  • (To Her Beloved)

  • 17 Until the day breaks And the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, And be like a gazelle Or a young stag Upon the mountains of Bether.