The Bride Adores Her Beloved

The voice of my beloved!
    Behold, he comes,
leaping (A)over the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.
My beloved is like (B)a gazelle
    or a young stag.
Behold, there he stands
    behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
    looking through the lattice.

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