Song of Solomon 2:8-10

American Standard Version

⁸ The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh,
Leaping upon the mountains,
Skipping upon the hills.
⁹ My beloved is like a ^[a]roe or a young hart:
Behold, he standeth behind our wall;
He looketh in at the windows;
He glanceth through the lattice.

¹⁰ My beloved spake, and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.