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His left arm is under my head,
    and his right arm embraces me.

Promise me, O women of Jerusalem,
    by the gazelles and wild deer,
    not to awaken love until the time is right.[a]

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  1. 2:7 Or not to awaken love until it is ready.

I wish that his left hand were under my head,
    and that his right hand were embracing me!
Swear to me, young women of Jerusalem,
    by the gazelles or by the does of the field,
that you won’t awaken or arouse love
    before its proper time![a]

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  1. Song of Solomon 2:7 Lit. until it pleases