Canticle of Canticles 2

DOUAI-RHEIMS	NEW JERUSALEM
1 I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.	1 -I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the val eys.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.	2 -As a lily among the thistles, so is my beloved among girls.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.	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 brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.	4 He has taken me to his cel ar, and his banner over me is love.
5 Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.	5 Feed me with raisin cakes, restore me with apples, for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.	6 His left arm is under my head, his right embraces me.
7 I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.	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 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.	8 BELOVED: I hear my love. See how he comes leaping on the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.	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 Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.	10 My love lifts up his voice, he says to me, 'Come then, my beloved, my lovely one, come.
11 For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.	11 For see, winter is past, the rains are over and gone.
12 The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:	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 hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:	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 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.	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 little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.	15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that make havoc of the vineyards, for our vineyards are in fruit.
16 My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,	16 My love is mine and I am his. He pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.	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.