New King James Version
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3. The Shulamite Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down in his shade with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4. The Shulamite to the Daughters of Jerusalem He brought me to the banqueting house, And his banner over me was love.
7. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.
8. The Shulamite The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
9. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, he stands behind our wall; He is looking through the windows, Gazing through the lattice.
12. The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land.
13. The fig tree puts forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grapes Give a good smell. Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away!
14. "O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret places of the cliff, Let me see your face, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your face is lovely."
15. Her Brothers Catch us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines, For our vines have tender grapes.