8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not, nor awake my love, till he please.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
2:8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
2:8Listen! My lover! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
2:8The voice of my beloved! behold, he comes leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.