Song of Songs 2:8
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
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Me thynke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hoppinge vpon ye mountaynes, and leapinge ouer the litle hilles.
It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.
I charge you (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) by the roes and hindes of the fiede, that ye wake not vp my loue, nor touche her, tyll she be content her selfe.
¶ The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, Leaping on the mountains, Skipping on the hills.
The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
The Arrival of the LoverThe Beloved about Her Lover: Listen! My lover is approaching! Look! Here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills!
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9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke and said to me, 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.'
11 For behold, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grapes give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is lovely.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice: cause me to hear it.
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of spices.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his; he feeds among the lilies.
17 Until the day breaks and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young deer upon the mountains of Bether.
7 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the does of the field, that you not stir up nor awaken my love until he pleases.
2 I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I did not find him.
3 The watchmen who go about the city found me: to whom I said, Have you seen him whom my soul loves?
4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loves: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her who conceived me.
5 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that you do not stir up nor awaken my love until he pleases.
6 Who is this coming out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders of the merchant?
5 Your two breasts are like two young deer that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are all fair, my love; there is no spot in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2 I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Let us rise early to the vineyards, let us see if the vine has flourished, if the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranates blossom. There I will give you my love.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes.
16 Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant. Also, our bed is green.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
1 Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned aside? That we may seek him with you.
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.
4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not stir up or awaken my love until he pleases.
5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree; there your mother brought you forth; there she gave birth to you.
6 How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights!
1 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have dove's eyes within your locks: your hair is like a flock of goats, appearing from Mount Gilead.
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am lovesick.
9 What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
7 Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon. Why should I be like one who turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
8 If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow the trail of the flock, and feed your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.
9 I have compared you, my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, O south; blow upon my garden, that the spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 Draw me, we will run after you; the king has brought me into his chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine; the upright love you.
1 Now I will sing to my beloved a song of my beloved concerning his vineyard. My beloved has a vineyard on a very fruitful hill: