Come away

He brought me to the banqueting house,

And his banner over me was love.

My beloved spoke, and said to me:

“Rise up, my love, my fair one,

And come away.

For lo, the winter is past,

The rain is over and gone.

The flowers appear on the earth;

The time of singing has come,

And the voice of the turtledove

Is heard in our land.

The fig tree puts forth her green figs,

And the vines with the tender grapes

Give a good smell.

Rise up, my love, my fair one,

And come away!

(Song of Songs 2:4-13)


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