“The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”
Song of Solomon 2:13 (BSB)
Context Reading
11For now the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. 12The flowers have appeared in the countryside; the season of singing has come, and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land. 13The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.” 14O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the crevices of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is lovely. 15Catch for us the foxes — the little foxes that ruin the vineyards — for our vineyards are in bloom.