Song of Solomon 2:3-5

The Voice

³ Her: My love is like an apple tree in a wooded forest;
        he is a ripe tree among a grove of saplings, those young men.
    I sat beneath his ample shade, filled with such joy.
        I tasted the sweetness of his fruit and longed for more.
⁴     He placed me at his banquet table,
        for everyone to see that his banner over me declares his love.

⁵     (to those around) Sustain me with sweet raisins.
        Refresh my energy with apples
    Because I am lovesick for him.