17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

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(To Her Beloved)

17 (A)Until the day breaks
And the shadows flee away,
Turn, my beloved,
And be (B)like a gazelle
Or a young stag
Upon the mountains of [a]Bether.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:17 Lit. Separation

14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

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The Shulamite

14 (A)Make[a] haste, my beloved,
And (B)be like a gazelle
Or a young stag
On the mountains of spices.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 8:14 Hurry, lit. Flee