THE ROSE OF SHARON - S.O.S 2:1,10,1114,16:4:7;6:10,

I am the rose of Sharon, 
and the lily of the valleys.
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
is come

The fig tree putteth forth her
green figs,
and the vines with
the tender grape
Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away.

O my dove, that art in the
clefts,
in the secret places of the
stairs,
let me see thy countenance,
let me hear thy voice;
for sweet is thy voice,

My beloved is mine,
and I am his:
he feedeth among the lilies.
Thou art all fair, my love;
there is no spot in thee.

Who is she that looketh forth
as the morning,
fair as the moon,
clear as the sun, and
terrible as
an army with banners?
Who is she?

I am the rose of Sharon,
and the lily of the valleys.
Rise up, my love,
my fair one,
and come away.