My Beloved spoke,
And said unto me,
Rise up my love my fair one,
And come and come away,
Rise up my love my fair one,
And come away.

For lo the winter is past,
And the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
The singing of birds is come.
Arise my love my fair one,
And come away.

My Beloved spoke,
And said unto me.
Rise up my love my fair one,
And come away.

He is the Rose of Sharon,
And the Lily of the Valley,
I sat down under His shadow,
With great delight.

His fruit was sweet to my taste,
Oh ever so sweet.
My Beloved is mine and I am His,
My Beloved is mine and I am His.