He Bids Us, Come

My lover spoke and said to me,
“Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me.
See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread
their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one,
come
with
me.”

Song of Songs 2: 10-13


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