Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood,
so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down
under his shadow with great delight, and
his fruit was sweet to my taste.

The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh
leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the
hills. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart.

Behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh
forth at the windows, shewing himself through
the lattice. My beloved spake, and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

My beloved is mine, and I am his. Until the day
break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my
beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young
hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Awake, O north wind and come, thou south,
blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof
may flow out. Let my beloved come into his
garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

I sleep, but my heart waketh: It is the voice
of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to
me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled.
For my head is filled with dew, and my locks with
the drops of the night. His mouth is most sweet.

Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved,
and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine.

And, lo, the heavens were opened unto him, and I
saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove, and
lighting upon him: And lo a voice from heaven, said,
This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.

Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast,
unmovable, always abounding in the work of
the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your
labour is not in vain in the Lord.

Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always
obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now
much more in my absence, work out your own
salvation with fear and trembling.

Let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak,
slow to wrath. Hearken, my beloved brethren,
Hath not God chosen the poor of this world rich
in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he
hath promised to them that love him?

For he received from God the Father honour
and glory, when there came such a voice to him
from the excellent glory, This is my beloved Son,
in whom I am well pleased.

© 2007 by Crystal L. Rhine
http://www.myspace.com/crystalrhine
This KJV Selection may be used in its entirety,
with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.