Catholic Public Domain Version
"My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful."
— Song Of Solomon 2:16, Catholic Public Domain Version
“My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.”
“My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the lilies. ”
“My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.”
“Poetic Refrain: Mutual PossessionThe Beloved about Her Lover: My lover is mine and I am his; he grazes among the lilies.”
“My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,”
“My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.”
“My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.”
For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.
The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
The fig tree has brought forth its green figs; the flowering vines bestow their odor. Rise up, my love, my brilliant one, and advance.
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful.
Chorus to Groom and Bride: Capture for us the little foxes, which are tearing down the vines; for our vineyard has flourished. Bride to Chorus: My beloved is for me, and I am for him. He pastures among the lilies, until the day rises and the shadows decline. Bride to Groom: Return, O my beloved. Be like a doe and like a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.