Prayer: Song of Songs: 2:10-13

Come then, my beloved,

my lovely one, come.

For see, winter is past,

the rains are over and gone.

Flowers are appearing on the earth.

The season of glad songs has come.

The cooing of the turtledove

is heard in our land.

The fig tree is forming its first figs

and the blossoming vines give out

their fragrance.

Come then, my beloved,

my lovely one, come.