Canticle of Canticles 2

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	NEW JERUSALEM
1 I am a flower of Sharon,	1 -I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the val eys.
2 As a lily among thorns,	2 -As a lily among the thistles, so is my beloved among girls.
3 As an apple tree among the trees of the woods,	3 -As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my love among young men. In his delightful shadeI sit, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He brings me into the banquet hall	4 He has taken me to his cel ar, and his banner over me is love.
5 Strengthen me with raisin cakes,	5 Feed me with raisin cakes, restore me with apples, for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head	6 His left arm is under my head, his right embraces me.
7 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,	7 -I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, by al gazel es and wild does, do not rouse, do not wake mybeloved before she pleases.
8 Hark! my lover-here he comes	8 BELOVED: I hear my love. See how he comes leaping on the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 My lover is like a gazelle	9 My love is like a gazel e, like a young stag. See where he stands behind our wal . He looks in at thewindow, he peers through the opening.
10 My lover speaks; he says to me,	10 My love lifts up his voice, he says to me, 'Come then, my beloved, my lovely one, come.
11 "For see, the winter is past,	11 For see, winter is past, the rains are over and gone.
12 The flowers appear on the earth,	12 'Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season of glad songs has come, the cooing of the turtledoveis heard in our land.
13 The fig tree puts forth its figs,	13 The fig tree is forming its first figs and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance. Come then, mybeloved, my lovely one, come.
14 "O my dove in the clefts of the rock,	14 'My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock, in the coverts of the cliff, show me your face, let me hear yourvoice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.'
15 Catch us the foxes, the little foxes	15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that make havoc of the vineyards, for our vineyards are in fruit.
16 My lover belongs to me and I to him;	16 My love is mine and I am his. He pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen,	17 Before the day-breeze rises, before the shadows flee, return! Be, my love, like a gazel e, like a youngstag, on the mountains of Bether.