The Holy Bible, New Living Translation audiobook, narrated in its entirety by Theon Hill, Ph.D., Associate Professor of Communications at Wheaton College, in Wheaton, IL. Dr. Hill offers up a fresh, energetic, and passionate reading of the bestselling version of the Holy Bible.

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         <div class="label">2</div><div class="b"></div><div class="sp"><span class="heading">Young Woman</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="content">  </span><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.2.1"><span class="label">1</span><span class="content">I am the spring crocus blooming on the Sharon Plain,</span><span class="note f"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body"><span class="fr">2:1 </span><span class="ft">Traditionally rendered </span><span class="fqa">I am the rose of Sharon. </span><span class="ft">Sharon Plain is a region in the coastal plain of Palestine.</span></span></span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.2.1"><span class="content">the lily of the valley.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="sp"><span class="heading">Young Man</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.2.1"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.2.2"><span class="label">2</span><span class="content">Like a lily among thistles</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.2.2"><span class="content">is my darling among young women.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="sp"><span class="heading">Young Woman</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.2.2"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.2.3"><span class="label">3</span><span class="content">Like the finest apple tree in the orchard</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.2.3"><span class="content">is my lover among other young men.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.2.3"><span class="content">I sit in his delightful shade</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.2.3"><span class="content">and taste his delicious fruit.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.2.3"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.2.4"><span class="label">4</span><span class="content">He escorts me to the banquet hall;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.2.4"><span class="content">it&#8217;s obvious how much he loves me.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.2.4"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.2.5"><span class="label">5</span><span class="content">Strengthen me with raisin cakes,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.2.5"><span class="content">refresh me with apples,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.2.5"><span class="content">for I am weak with love.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.2.5"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.2.6"><span class="label">6</span><span class="content">His left arm is under my head,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.2.6"><span class="content">and his right arm embraces me.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.2.6"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.2.7"><span class="label">7</span><span class="content">Promise me, O women of Jerusalem,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.2.7"><span class="content">by the gazelles and wild deer,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.2.7"><span class="content">not to awaken love until the time is right.</span><span class="note f"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body"><span class="fr">2:7 </span><span class="ft">Or </span><span class="fqa">not to awaken love until it is ready.</span></span></span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.2.7"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.2.8"><span class="label">8</span><span class="content">Ah, I hear my lover coming!</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.2.8"><span class="content">He is leaping over the mountains,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.2.8"><span class="content">bounding over the hills.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.2.8"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.2.9"><span class="label">9</span><span class="content">My lover is like a swift gazelle</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.2.9"><span class="content">or a young stag.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.2.9"><span class="content">Look, there he is behind the wall,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.2.9"><span class="content">looking through the window,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.2.9"><span class="content">peering into the room.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.2.9"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.2.10"><span class="label">10</span><span class="content">My lover said to me,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.2.10"><span class="content">&#8220;Rise up, my darling!</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.2.10"><span class="content">Come away with me, my fair one!</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.2.10"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.2.11"><span class="label">11</span><span class="content">Look, the winter is past,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.2.11"><span class="content">and the rains are over and gone.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.2.11"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.2.12"><span class="label">12</span><span class="content">The flowers are springing up,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.2.12"><span class="content">the season of singing birds</span><span class="note f"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body"><span class="fr">2:12 </span><span class="ft">Or </span><span class="fqa">the season of pruning vines.</span></span></span><span class="content"> has come,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.2.12"><span class="content">and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.2.12"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.2.13"><span class="label">13</span><span class="content">The fig trees are forming young fruit,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.2.13"><span class="content">and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.2.13"><span class="content">Rise up, my darling!</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.2.13"><span class="content">Come away with me, my fair one!&#8221;</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="sp"><span class="heading">Young Man</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.2.13"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="label">14</span><span class="content">My dove is hiding behind the rocks,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="content">behind an outcrop on the cliff.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="content">Let me see your face;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="content">let me hear your voice.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="content">For your voice is pleasant,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="content">and your face is lovely.</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="sp"><span class="heading">Young Women of Jerusalem</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.2.14"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.2.15"><span class="label">15</span><span class="content">Catch all the foxes,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.2.15"><span class="content">those little foxes,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.2.15"><span class="content">before they ruin the vineyard of love,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.2.15"><span class="content">for the grapevines are blossoming!</span></span></div><div class="b"></div><div class="sp"><span class="heading">Young Woman</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.2.15"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.2.16"><span class="label">16</span><span class="content">My lover is mine, and I am his.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.2.16"><span class="content">He browses among the lilies.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.2.16"><span class="content">  </span></span><span class="verse v17" data-usfm="SNG.2.17"><span class="label">17</span><span class="content">Before the dawn breezes blow</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v17" data-usfm="SNG.2.17"><span class="content">and the night shadows flee,</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v17" data-usfm="SNG.2.17"><span class="content">return to me, my love, like a gazelle</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v17" data-usfm="SNG.2.17"><span class="content">or a young stag on the rugged mountains.</span><span class="note f"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body"><span class="fr">2:17 </span><span class="ft">Or </span><span class="fqa">on the hills of Bether.</span></span></span></span></div>
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 Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.

I am the spring crocus blooming on the Sharon Plain,
the lily of the valley.


Like a lily among thistles
is my darling among young women.


Like the finest apple tree in the orchard
is my lover among other young men.
I sit in his delightful shade
and taste his delicious fruit.
He escorts me to the banquet hall;
it’s obvious how much he loves me.
Strengthen me with raisin cakes,
refresh me with apples,
for I am weak with love.
His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.

Promise me, O women of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles and wild deer,
not to awaken love until the time is right.

Ah, I hear my lover coming!
He is leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My lover is like a swift gazelle
or a young stag.
Look, there he is behind the wall,
looking through the window,
peering into the room.

My lover said to me,
“Rise up, my darling!
Come away with me, my fair one!
Look, the winter is past,
and the rains are over and gone.
The flowers are springing up,
the season of singing birds has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.
The fig trees are forming young fruit,
and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.
Rise up, my darling!
Come away with me, my fair one!”


My dove is hiding behind the rocks,
behind an outcrop on the cliff.
Let me see your face;
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is pleasant,
and your face is lovely.


Catch all the foxes,
those little foxes,
before they ruin the vineyard of love,
for the grapevines are blossoming!


My lover is mine, and I am his.
He browses among the lilies.
Before the dawn breezes blow
and the night shadows flee,
return to me, my love, like a gazelle
or a young stag on the rugged mountains.

New Living Translation

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နားေထာင္ပါ။ Song of Songs 2