Song of Songs 2
The mutual love of Christ and his Church.
Song of Songs 2:1 I Am the lylie of the felde, and rose of the valleyes: Song of Songs 2:2 as the rose amonge the thornes, so is my loue amonge the daughters. Song of Songs 2:3 Lyke as the apple tree amonge the trees of the wodd, so is my beloued among the sonnes. My delyte is to syt vnder hys shadowe, for hys frute is swete vnto my throwte. Song of Songs 2:4 He bringeth me into hys wyne seller, hys banner spred ouer me, is loue. Song of Songs 2:5 Set aboute me cuppes of wyne, comforte me with apples, for I am sycke of loue: Song of Songs 2:6 His left hande lyeth vnder my heade, & hys ryght hande shall embrace me. Song of Songs 2:7 I charge you, (O ye daughters of Ierusalem) by the Roes and hyndes of the felde, that ye wake not vp my loue nor touche her, tyll she be content her selfe.
Song of Songs 2:8 Me thinke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hoppynge vpon the mountaynes, & leapynge ouer the lytle hylles. Song of Songs 2:9 My beloued, is lyke a Roo or a yonge hart. Beholde, he standeth behynde our wall, he loketh in at þe wyndowe, and pepeth thorowe þe grate.
and calling of the Church.
Song of Songs 2:10 My beloued answered and sayde vnto me. O stande vp my loue, my beutyfull, and go to thyne awne: Song of Songs 2:11 for þt, þe wynter is now past the rayne is awaye and gone. Song of Songs 2:12 The floures are come vp in the felde, the tyme of the byrdes syngynge is come, and the voyce of the turtle doue is hearde in oure lande. Song of Songs 2:13 The fygge tree bringeth forth her fygges, and the vynes beare blossoms. & haue a good smel. O stande vp then & come my loue, my beutyfull, & come I saye
Christ's care of the Church.
Song of Songs 2:14 (O my doue) out of the caues of þe rockes, out of the holes of the wall: O let me se thy countenaunce and heare thy voyce for swete is thy voyce, and fayre is thy face. Song of Songs 2:15 Get vs the foxes, yee the lytle foxes, that hurt the vynes, for oure vynes beare blosoms.
The profession of the Church, her faith and hope.
Song of Songs 2:16 My loue is myne, and I am hys, which fedeth amonge the roses, Song of Songs 2:17 vntyll the daye breake, and tyll the shadowes be gone. Come agayne (O my beloued) and be lyke as a Roo or a yonge hart vpon the wyde mountaynes.