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14 O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
    in the covert of the cliff,
let me see your face,
    let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is comely.
15 Catch us the foxes,
    the little foxes,
that spoil the vineyards,
    for our vineyards are in blossom.”

16 My beloved is mine and I am his,
    he pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 Until the day breathes
    and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle,
    or a young stag upon rugged[a] mountains.

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  1. Song of Solomon 2:17 The meaning of the Hebrew word is unknown

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