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title: Song of Solomon 2
slug: kjv/song-of-solomon-2
createdAt: 2024-08-18T04:10:05.318Z
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**1&#x20;**&#x49; *am* the rose of Sharon, *and* the lily of the valleys.

**2&#x20;**&#x41;s the lily among thorns, so *is* my love among the daughters.

**3&#x20;**&#x41;s 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&#x20;**&#x48;e brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me *was* love.

**5&#x20;**&#x53;tay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I *am* sick of love.

**6&#x20;**&#x48;is left hand *is* under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

**7&#x20;**&#x49; 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&#x20;**&#x54;he voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

**9&#x20;**&#x4D;y 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&#x20;**&#x4D;y beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

**11&#x20;**&#x46;or, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over *and* gone;

**12&#x20;**&#x54;he 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&#x20;**&#x54;he 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&#x20;**&#x4F; 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&#x20;**&#x54;ake us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines *have* tender grapes.

**16&#x20;**&#x4D;y beloved *is* mine, and I *am* his: he feedeth among the lilies.

**17&#x20;**&#x55;ntil 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.
