Draw me; we will run after You. The King has brought me into His chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in You; we will remember Your love more than wine; the upright ones love You.
Let us rise up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flowers and whether the blossom opens, and the pomegranates bud forth. There I will give my loves to You.
And Jehovah of Hosts shall make a feast of fat things for all the peoples in this mountain; a feast of wine on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, refined wine on the lees.
And rising up, he came to his father. But he yet being far away, his father saw him and was moved with compassion. And running, he fell on his neck and fervently kissed him.