The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,\par\tab And the vines are in blossom;\par\tab They give forth their fragrance.\par\tab Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And he that heareth, let him say, Come. And he that is athirst, let him come: he that will, let him take the water of life freely.\par
I was asleep, but my heart waked:\par\tab It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, {\i saying},\par\tab Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;\par\tab For my head is filled with dew,\par\tab My locks with the drops of the night.\par
I will hear what God Jehovah will speak;\par\tab For he will speak peace unto his people, and to his saints:\par\tab But let them not turn again to folly.
And as Jesus passed by from thence, he saw a man, called Matthew, sitting at the place of toll: and he saith unto him, Follow me. And he arose, and followed him.\par