Song Of Songs 2
NIV — New International Version Bible (NIV)
MSG — The Message Bible (MSG)
Verse 1
He
I’m just a wildflower picked from the plains of Sharon,
a lotus blossom from the valley pools.
a lotus blossom from the valley pools.
The Man
Verse 2
Like a lily among thorns
is my darling among the young women.
is my darling among the young women.
She
A lotus blossoming in a swamp of weeds—
that’s my dear friend among the girls in the village.
that’s my dear friend among the girls in the village.
The Woman
Verse 3
Like an apple[c] tree among the trees of the forest
is my beloved among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
is my beloved among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
As an apricot tree stands out in the forest,
my lover stands above the young men in town.
All I want is to sit in his shade,
to taste and savor his delicious love.
He took me home with him for a festive meal,
but his eyes feasted on me!
my lover stands above the young men in town.
All I want is to sit in his shade,
to taste and savor his delicious love.
He took me home with him for a festive meal,
but his eyes feasted on me!
Verse 4
Let him lead me to the banquet hall,
and let his banner over me be love.
and let his banner over me be love.
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Verse 5
Strengthen me with raisins,
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
Oh! Give me something refreshing to eat—and quickly!
Apricots, raisins—anything. I’m about to faint with love!
His left hand cradles my head,
and his right arm encircles my waist!
Apricots, raisins—anything. I’m about to faint with love!
His left hand cradles my head,
and his right arm encircles my waist!
Verse 6
His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.
and his right arm embraces me.
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Verse 7
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.
Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem,
by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer:
Don’t excite love, don’t stir it up,
until the time is ripe—and you’re ready.
by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer:
Don’t excite love, don’t stir it up,
until the time is ripe—and you’re ready.
Verse 8
Listen! My beloved!
Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
Look! Listen! There’s my lover!
Do you see him coming?
Vaulting the mountains,
leaping the hills.
My lover is like a gazelle, graceful;
like a young stag, virile.
Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate,
all ears, all eyes—ready!
My lover has arrived
and he’s speaking to me!
Do you see him coming?
Vaulting the mountains,
leaping the hills.
My lover is like a gazelle, graceful;
like a young stag, virile.
Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate,
all ears, all eyes—ready!
My lover has arrived
and he’s speaking to me!
The Man
Verse 9
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.
Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.
Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.
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Verse 10
My beloved spoke and said to me,
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.
Get up, my dear friend,
fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Look around you: Winter is over;
the winter rains are over, gone!
Spring flowers are in blossom all over.
The whole world’s a choir—and singing!
Spring warblers are filling the forest
with sweet arpeggios.
Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,
and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.
Oh, get up, dear friend,
my fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Come, my shy and modest dove—
leave your seclusion, come out in the open.
Let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is soothing
and your face is ravishing.
fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Look around you: Winter is over;
the winter rains are over, gone!
Spring flowers are in blossom all over.
The whole world’s a choir—and singing!
Spring warblers are filling the forest
with sweet arpeggios.
Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,
and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.
Oh, get up, dear friend,
my fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Come, my shy and modest dove—
leave your seclusion, come out in the open.
Let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is soothing
and your face is ravishing.
The Woman
Verse 11
See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.
the rains are over and gone.
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Verse 12
Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.
— not in MSG
Verse 13
The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”
He
— not in MSG
Verse 14
My dove in the clefts of the rock,
in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
— not in MSG
Verse 15
Catch for us the foxes,
the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,
our vineyards that are in bloom.
the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,
our vineyards that are in bloom.
She
Then you must protect me from the foxes,
foxes on the prowl,
Foxes who would like nothing better
than to get into our flowering garden.
foxes on the prowl,
Foxes who would like nothing better
than to get into our flowering garden.
Verse 16
My beloved is mine and I am his;
he browses among the lilies.
he browses among the lilies.
My lover is mine, and I am his.
Nightly he strolls in our garden,
Delighting in the flowers
until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.
Nightly he strolls in our garden,
Delighting in the flowers
until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.
Turn to me, dear lover.
Come like a gazelle.
Leap like a wild stag
on delectable mountains!
Verse 17
Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
on the rugged hills.[d]
and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
on the rugged hills.[d]
— not in MSG