Song of Solomon 2:8-10

Darby Translation

⁸ The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.

⁹ My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.

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