⁸ “Listen! My beloved!
Behold, he is coming,
Leaping ^(A)on the mountains,
Jumping on the hills!
⁹ 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.

¹⁴ “^(A)My dove, ^(B)in the clefts of the ^[a]rock,
In the hiding place of the mountain pathway,
Let me see ^[b]how you look,
^(C)Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is pleasant,
And ^[c]you look ^(D)delightful.”

¹⁶ “^(A)My beloved is mine, and I am his;
He ^(B)pastures his flock among the lilies.

⁶ Put me like a seal over your heart,
Like a ^(A)seal on your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
^[a](B)Jealousy is as severe as Sheol;
Its flames are flames of fire,
^[b]The flame of the Lord.
⁷ Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor will rivers flood over it;
^(C)If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love,
It would be utterly despised.”