2Song of Songs 2:13

11For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;Select Song of Songs 2:11

12The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;Select Song of Songs 2:12

13The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.Select Song of Songs 2:13

14O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.Select Song of Songs 2:14

15Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.Select Song of Songs 2:15