| 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 of 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 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 roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself 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 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 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 break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. |