Song of Songs 2:8-14.
Hark! my lover-here he
comes springing across the mountains, leaping across the hills.
My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Here he stands behind our wall, gazing through
the windows, peering through the lattices.
speaks; he says to me, "Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one, and come!
"For see, the winter is past, the rains are over and
The flowers appear on the earth, the time of
pruning the vines has come, and the song of the dove is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines, in bloom, give forth
fragrance. Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one, and come!
"O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the secret recesses of the cliff, Let me see you,
let me hear your voice, For your voice is sweet, and you are lovely."
Give thanks to the
LORD on the harp; on the ten-stringed lyre offer praise.
Sing to God a new song; skillfully play with joyful chant.
But the plan of the LORD stands forever, wise designs through all
Happy the nation whose God is the LORD,
the people chosen as his very own.
Our soul waits for the LORD, who is our help and
For in God our hearts rejoice; in your holy
name we trust.
Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Saint Luke 1:39-45.
those days Mary set out and traveled to the hill country in haste to a town of
where she entered the house of Zechariah and
When Elizabeth heard Mary's
greeting, the infant leaped in her womb, and Elizabeth, filled with the holy Spirit,
cried out in a loud voice and said, "Most blessed are you among women,
and blessed is the fruit of your womb.
And how does
this happen to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me?
For at the moment the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the infant in my womb leaped
Blessed are you who believed that what was
spoken to you by the Lord would be fulfilled."