8The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
8The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
5 Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I am sick with love.
6 His left hand is under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
7 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
8 The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
9 My beloved is like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this — he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
10 My beloved hath answered and said to me, 'Rise up, my friend, 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 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! behold, he comes leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.