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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The Bride

“Listen! My beloved!
Behold, he is coming,
Leaping (A)on the mountains,
Jumping on the hills!
My beloved is like a (B)gazelle or a (C)young [a]stag.
Behold, he is standing behind our wall,
He is looking through the windows,
He is peering (D)through the lattice.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:9 Lit of the stags