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

⁸ The voice of my beloved I behold him coming leaping upon the mountains, springing upon the hills ⁹ My beloved is like to the roe or to the fawn of the hinds: behold him standing behind our wall looking forth from the windows, glancing from the lattices. ¹⁰ My beloved answered and said to me, Rise up for thyself, my friend, my beautiful one, and go for thyself. ¹¹ For behold, the winter passed. away, the rain glided away; it went for itself. ¹² The flowers were seen in the earth; the time of pruning came, and the voice of the turtle-dove was heard in our land. ¹³ The fig tree ripened its unripe figs, and the vines are in blossom; they gave an odor. Rise up, my friend, my beautiful one, and go for thyself.

¹⁴ My dove in the refuges of the rock, in the biding of the steep mountain: cause me to see thy form, cause me to hear thy voice; for thy voice is sweet and thy form becoming.

¹⁵ Seize for us the foxes, the little foxes destroying the vineyards: and our vineyards are in blossom.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, we will go forth to the field; we will lodge in the villages. ¹² We will rise early to the vineyards; we will see if the vine was fruitful, the vine blossoms opened, the pomegranates blossomed: there will I give my beloved to thee. ¹³ The mandrakes gave an odor, and upon our entrances all precious things, new also old, my beloved, I laid up for thee.