|Voice Of My Beloved||04:35|
Sung in English
Song of Songs 2: 8–13
The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he cometh,
Leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.
My beloved spake, and said unto me:
Arise, my love, arise, my fair one,
And come away, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past;
The rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of the singing of birds is come;
And the voice of the turtle is heard in the land;
The fig trees ripeneth her green figs,
And the vines are in blossom,
They give forth their fragrance.
Ah, arise, my love.
Arise, my fair one, and come away,
For, lo, the winter is past, the rains are over and gone (ah!).