아가 2

1나는 사론의 수선화요 골짜기의 백합화로구나 2여자들 중에 내 사랑은 가시나무 가운데 백합화 같구나 3남자들 중에 나의 사랑하는 자는 수풀 가운데 사과나무 같구나 내가 그 그늘에 앉아서 심히 기뻐하였고 그 실과는 내 입에 달았구나 4그가 나를 인도하여 잔치집에 들어갔으니 그 사랑이 내 위에 기로구나 5너희는 건포도로 내 힘을 돕고 사과로 나를 시원케 하라 내가 사랑하므로 병이 났음이니라 6그가 왼손으로 내 머리에 베게하고 오른손으로 나를 안는구나 7예루살렘 여자들아 내가 노루와 들사슴으로 너희에게 부탁한다 내 사랑이 원하기 전에는 흔들지 말고 깨우지 말지니라 8나의 사랑하는 자의 목소리로구나 보라 그가 산에서 달리고 작은 산을 빨리 넘어 오는구나 9나의 사랑하는 자는 노루와도 같고 어린 사슴과도 같아서 우리 벽 뒤에 서서 창으로 들여다 보며 창살 틈으로 엿보는구나 10나의 사랑하는 자가 내게 말하여 이르기를 나의 사랑 나의 어여쁜 자야 일어나서 함께 가자 11겨울도 지나고 비도 그쳤고 12지면에는 꽃이 피고 새의 노래할 때가 이르렀는데 반구의 소리가 우리 땅에 들리는구나 13무화과 나무에는 푸른 열매가 익었고 포도나무는 꽃이 피어 향기를 토하는구나 나의 사랑 나의 어여쁜 자야 일어나서 함께 가자 14바위 틈 낭떠러지 은밀한 속에 있는 나의 비둘기야 나로 네 얼굴을 보게 하라 네 소리를 듣게 하라 네 소리는 부드럽고 네 얼굴은 아름답구나 15우리를 위하여 여우 곧 포도원을 허는 작은 여우를 잡으라 우리의 포도원에 꽃이 피었음이니라 16나의 사랑하는 자는 내게 속하였고 나는 그에게 속하였구나 그가 백합화 가운데서 양떼를 먹이는구나 17나의 사랑하는 자야 날이 기울고 그림자가 갈 때에 돌아와서 베데르 산에서의 노루와 어린 사슴 같아여라

1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Lover 2As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. Beloved 3As 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. 4He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love. 5Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love. 6His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me. 7I 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. 8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills. 9My beloved is like a roe or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice. 10My beloved spoke, and said to me, “Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away. 11For, behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone. 12The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. 13The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give out their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.” Lover 14My 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. 15Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that plunder the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom. Beloved 16My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies. 17Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

1Ik ben een Roos van Saron, een Lelie der dalen. 2Gelijk een lelie onder de doornen, alzo is Mijn vriendin onder de dochteren. 3Als een appelboom onder de bomen des wouds, zo is mijn Liefste onder de zonen; ik heb groten lust in Zijn schaduw, en zit er onder, en Zijn vrucht is mijn gehemelte zoet. 4Hij voert mij in het wijnhuis, en de liefde is Zijn banier over mij. 5Ondersteunt gijlieden mij met de flessen, versterkt mij met de appelen, want ik ben krank van liefde. 6Zijn linkerhand zij onder mijn hoofd, en Zijn rechterhand omhelze mij. 7Ik bezweer u, gij, dochteren van Jeruzalem! die bij de reeen, of bij de hinden des velds zijt, dat gij die liefde niet opwekt, noch wakker maakt, totdat het dezelve luste! 8Dat is de stem mijns Liefsten, ziet Hem, Hij komt, springende op de bergen, huppelende op de heuvelen! 9Mijn Liefste is gelijk een ree, of een welp der herten; ziet, Hij staat achter onzen muur, kijkende uit de vensteren, blinkende uit de tralien. 10Mijn Liefste antwoordt, en zegt tot mij: Sta op, Mijn vriendin, Mijn schone, en kom! 11Want zie, de winter is voorbij, de plasregen is over, hij is overgegaan; 12De bloemen worden gezien in het land, de zangtijd genaakt, en de stem der tortelduif wordt gehoord in ons land. 13De vijgeboom brengt zijn jonge vijgjes voort, en de wijnstokken geven reuk met hun jonge druifjes. Sta op, Mijn vriendin! Mijn schone, en kom! 14Mijn duive, zijnde in de kloven der steenrotsen, in het verborgene ener steile plaats, toon Mij uw gedaante, doe Mij uw stem horen; want uw stem is zoet, en uw gedaante is liefelijk. 15Vangt gijlieden ons de vossen, de kleine vossen, die de wijngaarden verderven, want onze wijngaarden hebben jonge druifjes. 16Mijn Liefste is mijn, en ik ben Zijn, Die weidt onder de lelien, 17Totdat de dag aankomt, en de schaduwen vlieden; keer om, mijn Liefste! wordt Gij gelijk een ree, of een welp der herten, op de bergen van Bether.