Song of Solomon 2:8-10

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

⁸ The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.

⁹ My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.

¹⁰ Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.