I am a flower of the field, a lily of the valleys
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The Scriptures in Greek with direct English translation.
Rahlfs Septuagint
Song of Solomon 2
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As a lily among thorns, so is my neighbor among the daughters
ὡς μῆλον ἐν τοῖς ξύλοις τοῦ δρυμοῦ οὕτως ἀδελφιδός μου ἀνὰ μέσον τῶν υἱῶν ἐν τῇ σκιᾷ αὐτοῦ ἐπεθύμησα καὶ ἐκάθισα καὶ καρπὸς αὐτοῦ γλυκὺς ἐν λάρυγγί μου
As an apple among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons; in his shade I longed and sat, and his fruit is sweet in my throat
Bring me into the house of wine; set love over me.
Sustain me with raisin cakes; pile me up with apples, for I am wounded with love.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand will embrace me.
ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς θυγατέρες Ιερουσαλημ ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσιν καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσιν τοῦ ἀγροῦ ἐὰν ἐγείρητε καὶ ἐξεγείρητε τὴν ἀγάπην ἕως οὗ θελήσῃ
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the strengths of the field, if you stir up and awaken love until it should desire.
The voice of my brother, behold, this one is coming, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills
ὅμοιός ἐστιν ἀδελφιδός μου τῇ δορκάδι ἢ νεβρῷ ἐλάφων ἐπὶ τὰ ὄρη Βαιθηλ ἰδοὺ οὗτος ἕστηκεν ὀπίσω τοῦ τοίχου ἡμῶν παρακύπτων διὰ τῶν θυρίδων ἐκκύπτων διὰ τῶν δικτύων
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag of deer upon the mountains of Beth-el. Behold, this one stands behind our wall, peering through the windows, looking out through the lattices.
My beloved answers and says to me: Rise up, come, my neighbor, my beautiful one, my dove.
For behold, the winter has passed, the rain has gone away, it has gone on for itself.
The flowers have appeared in the land; the time of pruning has come; the voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.
ἡ συκῆ ἐξήνεγκεν ὀλύνθους αὐτῆς αἱ ἄμπελοι κυπρίζουσιν ἔδωκαν ὀσμήν ἀνάστα ἐλθέ ἡ πλησίον μου καλή μου περιστερά μου
The fig tree has put forth its unripe figs; the vines are blossoming, they have given forth a fragrance. Arise, come, my neighbor, my beautiful one, my dove.
καὶ ἐλθὲ σύ περιστερά μου ἐν σκέπῃ τῆς πέτρας ἐχόμενα τοῦ προτειχίσματος δεῖξόν μοι τὴν ὄψιν σου καὶ ἀκούτισόν με τὴν φωνήν σου ὅτι ἡ φωνή σου ἡδεῖα καὶ ἡ ὄψις σου ὡραία
And come, you my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall; show me your face, and make me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.
Catch for us the little foxes destroying the vineyards, and our vines are in blossom
My beloved is mine, and I am his, the one shepherding among the lilies.
ἕως οὗ διαπνεύσῃ ἡ ἡμέρα καὶ κινηθῶσιν αἱ σκιαί ἀπόστρεψον ὁμοιώθητι σύ ἀδελφιδέ μου τῷ δόρκωνι ἢ νεβρῷ ἐλάφων ἐπὶ ὄρη κοιλωμάτων
Until the day breathes and the shadows move away, turn back; be like, my brother, to a gazelle or a young stag of the deer on the mountains of clefts