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| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1I am the spring crocus blooming on the Sharon Plain, the lily of the valley. Young Man |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2Like a lily among thistles is my darling among young women. Young Woman |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3Like the finest apple tree in the orchard is my lover among other young men. I sit in his delightful shade and taste his delicious fruit. |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4He escorts me to the banquet hall; it’s obvious how much he loves me. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Strengthen me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I am weak with love. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7Promise me, O women of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and wild deer, not to awaken love until the time is right. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8Ah, I hear my lover coming! He is leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9My lover is like a swift gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he is behind the wall, looking through the window, peering into the room. |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10My lover said to me, “Rise up, my darling! Come away with me, my fair one! |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11Look, the winter is past, and the rains are over and gone. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds has come, and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13The fig trees are forming young fruit, and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming. Rise up, my darling! Come away with me, my fair one!” Young Man |
| 14[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 14My dove is hiding behind the rocks, behind an outcrop on the cliff. Let me see your face; let me hear your voice. For your voice is pleasant, and your face is lovely. Young Women of Jerusalem |
| 15[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 15Catch all the foxes, those little foxes, before they ruin the vineyard of love, for the grapevines are blossoming! Young Woman |
| 16[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 16My lover is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies. |
| 17[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 17Before the dawn breezes blow and the night shadows flee, return to me, my love, like a gazelle or a young stag on the rugged mountains. |
| [an error occurred while processing this directive] | Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved. |
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