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{{Vs|10}} My beloved spake, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. | {{Vs|10}} My beloved spake, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. | ||
{{Vs|11}} For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; | {{Vs|11}} For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; | ||
{{Vs|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; | {{Vs|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; | ||
{{Vs|13}} The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell. Arise my love, my fair one, come away. | {{Vs|13}} The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell. Arise my love, my fair one, come away. | ||
{{Vs|16a}} My beloved is mine and I am his. | {{Vs|16a}} My beloved is mine and I am his.}} | ||
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Revision as of 09:18, 14 April 2015
General information
Source of text: Song of Solomon 2:10-13, 16a
Settings by composers
- Crys Armbrust SATB
- Joseph G. Stephens SATB (vv.10b-12a,13b).
- Joseph G. Stephens SATB (vv.10b-11).
Text and translations
English text
10 My beloved spake, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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 grapes give a good smell. Arise my love, my fair one, come away.
16a My beloved is mine and I am his.