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His left hand is under my head.
    His right hand embraces me.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
    by the roes, or by the hinds of the field,
    that you not stir up, nor awaken love,
    until it so desires.

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May his left hand be under my head,
and his right arm embrace me.(A)
Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and the wild does of the field,
do not stir up or awaken love
until the appropriate time.[a](B)

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Footnotes

  1. 2:7 Lit until it pleases