Song 7:12 |Bud Forth

Let us get up early to the vineyards; 
I will prevent the dawning.
Let us see if the vine flourish, 
Waiting on the Lord.
Whether the tender grape appear, 
I will meditate on his word.
And the pomegranates bud forth; 
Satisfied with the goodness from his hand,
There will I give thee my loves,
A choice I make with my life.