Song of Solomon - douay rheims

Chapter 2

¹ I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.
² As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
³ As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
⁴ He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.
⁵ Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.
⁶ His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
⁷ I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.
⁸ The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.
⁹ My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.
¹⁰ Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.
¹¹ For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.
¹² The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:
¹³ The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:
¹⁴ My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.
¹⁵ Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.
¹⁶ My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,
¹⁷ Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon - webster

Chapter 2

¹ I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
² As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
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.
⁴ He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
⁵ Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick with love.
⁶ His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
⁷ I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not, nor awake my love, till he please.
⁸ The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
⁹ My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
¹⁰ My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise, 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 the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
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.
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.
¹⁵ Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
¹⁷ Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon - world english bible

Chapter 2

¹ am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Lover
² a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. Beloved
³ 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, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
⁴ brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.
⁵ me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.
⁶ left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
⁷ adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
⁸ voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
⁹ beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.
¹⁰ beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
¹¹ behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
¹² flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
¹³ fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away." Lover
¹⁴ dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
¹⁵ for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved
¹⁶ beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
¹⁷ the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon - darby

Chapter 2

¹ I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
² As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
³ As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
⁴ He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.
⁵ Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.
⁶ His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
⁷ I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
⁸ The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
⁹ My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.
¹⁰ My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
¹¹ For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:
¹² The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
¹³ The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
¹⁴ My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
¹⁵ Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.
¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
¹⁷ Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away. Turn, my beloved: be thou like a gazelle or a young hart, Upon the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon - american standard version

Chapter 2

¹ I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
² As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
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.
⁴ He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.
⁵ Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.
⁶ His left hand [is] under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
⁷ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.
⁸ The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
⁹ My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.
¹⁰ My beloved spake, and said unto 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 the singing [of birds] is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
¹³ The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
¹⁴ O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
¹⁵ Take us the foxes, the little foxes, That spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom.
¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
¹⁷ Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon - basic english

Chapter 2

¹ I am a rose of Sharon, a flower of the valleys.
² As the lily-flower among the thorns of the waste, so is my love among the daughters.
³ As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
⁴ He took me to the house of wine, and his flag over me was love.
⁵ Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome with love.
⁶ His left hand is under my head, and his right hand is round about me.
⁷ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
⁸ The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.
⁹ My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.
¹⁰ My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
¹¹ For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
¹² The flowers are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding in our land;
¹³ The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.
¹⁴ O my dove, you are in the holes of the mountain sides, in the cracks of the high hills; let me see your face, let your voice come to my ears; for sweet is your voice, and your face is fair.
¹⁵ Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, which do damage to the vines; our vines have young grapes.
¹⁶ My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.
¹⁷ Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, come, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of Bether.