Song of Solomon 2:1 WEB: 


Sure, here's the WEB translation of: 
Song of Solomon 2:1: 
I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.

Song of Solomon 2:2: 
As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.  Beloved

Song of Solomon 2:3: 
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, His fruit was sweet to my taste.

Song of Solomon 2:4: 
He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.

Song of Solomon 2:5: 
Strengthen me with raisins, Refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.

Song of Solomon 2:6: 
His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.

Song of Solomon 2:7: 
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That you not stir up, nor awaken love, Until it so desires.

Song of Solomon 2:8: 
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, Leaping on the mountains, Skipping on the hills.

Song of Solomon 2:9: 
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.

Song of Solomon 2:10: 
My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:11: 
For, behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.

Song of Solomon 2:12: 
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing has come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land.

Song of Solomon 2:13: 
The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, And come away.  Lover

Song of Solomon 2:14: 
My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

Song of Solomon 2:15: 
Catch for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom.  Beloved

Song of Solomon 2:16: 
My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

Song of Solomon 2:17: 
Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, And be like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bether.