Song of Songs 2:13-15

Evangelical Heritage Version

¹³ The fruit of the fig tree is beginning to ripen.
The grapevines are in blossom.
They spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling.
My beautiful one, come.

¹⁴ My dove is in the clefts of the rock,
in the hiding places on the mountainside.
Let me see how you look.
Let me hear your voice,
because your voice is pleasant,
and you are lovely to look at.

¹⁵ Catch the foxes for us,
the little foxes that ruin the vineyards,
our vineyards that are in blossom.