Song of Songs 2:8-13

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

⁸ The voice of my beloved!
    Look, he comes,
leaping upon the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.^(A)
9 My beloved is like a gazelle
    or a young stag.
Look, there he stands
    behind our wall,
gazing in at the windows,
    looking through the lattice.^(B)
10 My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my fair one,
    and come away,^(C)
11 for now the winter is past,
    the rain is over and gone.
¹² The flowers appear on the earth;
    the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
    is heard in our land.^(D)
13 The fig tree puts forth its figs,
    and the vines are in blossom;
    they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one,
    and come away.^(E)