| Lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; the fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. (Song of Sol. 2:11‑13) |
| Learn a parable of the fig tree: When her branch is yet tender, and putteth forth leaves, ye know that summer is near: so ye in like manner, when ye shall see these things come to pass, know that it is nigh, even at the doors. (Mark 13:28‑29) |
| Knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of sleep. (Rom. 13:11) |
Evil is growing stronger,
And hearts are sick with fear;
But our hope is growing brighter,
For we know that the hour is near. |
