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The Bride
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
A Country Girl in a Palace
I am the rose of Sharon,
And the lily of the valleys.
I am the rose of Sharon,
And the lily of the valleys.
Solomon
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
The Beloved
Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.
Like a lily among thorns,
So is my love among the daughters.
The Bride
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.
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.
The Shulamite
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.
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.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
Sustain me with cakes of raisins,
Refresh me with apples,
For I am lovesick.
Refresh me with apples,
For I am lovesick.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
And his right hand embraces me.
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.
The Bride's Adoration
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
The Beloved’s Request
The Shulamite
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he comes
Leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.
The Shulamite
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he comes
Leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.
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.
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.
Behold, he stands behind our wall;
He is looking through the windows,
Gazing through the lattice.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
My beloved spoke, and said to me:
“Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
“Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
The rain is over and gone.
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;
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
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.
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!
And the vines with the tender grapes
Give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away!
Solomon
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.
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.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
Her Brothers
Catch us the foxes,
The little foxes that spoil the vines,
For our vines have tender grapes.
Catch us the foxes,
The little foxes that spoil the vines,
For our vines have tender grapes.
The Bride
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
The Shulamite
My beloved is mine, and I am his.
He feeds his flock among the lilies.
My beloved is mine, and I am his.
He feeds his flock among the lilies.