Song of Songs 2:8-15 - Rendezvous In The Countryside

⁸ The voice of my beloved! Look! He's coming, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. ⁹ My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, gazing through the lattice. ¹⁰ My beloved spoke to me: "Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on. ¹¹ Look! Winter is past. The rain is over and gone. ¹² Blossoms have appeared in the land. The season of songbirds has arrived, and cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land. ¹³ The fig tree has produced its fruit, the grapevines have blossomed and exude their fragrance. "Get up, my darling, my beautiful one, and come on.

¹⁴ My dove, in the hidden places of the rocks, in the secret places of the cliffs, show me your form, and let me hear your voice. For your voice is pleasant, and your shape is lovely.

¹⁵ Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom."

¹¹ Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages. ¹² Let us go early to the vineyards, let us see whether the vine has budded, whether the blossom has opened, whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I'll give you my love. ¹³ The mandrakes give off their fragrance, and over our doors are all the choice fruits, both old and new, that I've stored up for you, my beloved.