First Reading
Song of Songs 2:8-14
- 8
The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.
- 9
My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.
- 10
Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.
- 11
For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.
- 12
The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:
- 13
The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:
- 14
My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.
Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition · public domain · 73 books. Psalm numbers follow the Roman lectionary.