Song of Solomon 2:11-13 ▼

11 For now the winter is past; the rain has ended and gone away.

12 The blossoms appear in the countryside. The time of singing has come, and the turtledove’s cooing is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines give off their fragrance. Arise, my darling. Come away, my beautiful one.