11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter H5638 is past, H5674 the rain H1653 is over H2498 and gone; H1980
12 The flowers H5339 appear H7200 on the earth; H776 the time H6256 of the singing H2158 of birds is come, H5060 and the voice H6963 of the turtle H8449 is heard H8085 in our land; H776
13 The fig tree H8384 putteth forth H2590 her green figs, H6291 and the vines H1612 with the tender grape H5563 give H5414 a good smell. H7381 Arise, H6965 my love, H7474 my fair one, H3303 and come away. H3212
11 For, lo, the winter is past; The rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing `of birds' is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
13 The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away -- it hath gone.
12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
13 The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
11 For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:
12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
13 The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
11 For, behold, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing has come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, And come away. Lover
11 For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding in our land;
13 The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.
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Commentary on Song of Songs 2 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 2
In this chapter,
Those whose hearts are filled with love to Christ, and hope of heaven, know best what these things mean.
Sgs 2:1-2
See here,
Sgs 2:3-7
Here,
Sgs 2:8-13
The church is here pleasing herself exceedingly with the thoughts of her further communion with Christ after she has recovered from her fainting fit.
Sgs 2:14-17
Here is,