http://brojed.org/cms/components/com_zefaniabible/images/bible_100.jpg http://brojed.org/cms/index.php?option=com_zefaniabible&view=standard&a=kgJ82&b=22&c=2&Itemid=101&ord=041826 http://brojed.org/cms/index.php?option=com_zefaniabible&view=standard&a=kgJ82&b=22&c=2&Itemid=101&ord=041826 Zefania Bible en-gb brojed.org Song of Songs chapter 2 http://brojed.org/cms/index.php?option=com_zefaniabible&view=standard&a=kgJ82&b=22&c=2&Itemid=101&ord=041826 http://brojed.org/cms/index.php?option=com_zefaniabible&view=standard&a=kgJ82&b=22&c=2&Itemid=101&ord=041826 Sat, 18 Apr 2026 05:24:18 +0000 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [And] the lily of the valleys. THE BELOVED Like a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters. 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. THE SHULAMITE TO THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM He brought me to the banqueting house, And his banner over me [was] love. Sustain me with cakes of raisins, Refresh me with apples, For I [am] lovesick. His left hand [is] under my head, And his right hand embraces me. 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. THE SHULAMITE The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills. 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. My beloved spoke, and said to me: "Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away. For lo, the winter is past, The rain is over [and] gone. The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing has come, And the voice of the turtledove Is heard in our land. 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! "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." HER BROTHERS Catch us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines, For our vines [have] tender grapes. THE SHULAMITE My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his. He feeds [his flock] among the lilies. (TO HER BELOVED) Until the day breaks And the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, And be like a gazelle Or a young stag Upon the mountains of Bether. THE SHULAMITE