His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

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

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His (A)left hand is under my head,
    and his right hand (B)embraces me!
I (C)adjure you,[a] O (D)daughters of Jerusalem,
    by (E)the gazelles or the does of the field,
that you not stir up or awaken love
    until it pleases.

The Bride Adores Her Beloved

The voice of my beloved!
    Behold, he comes,
leaping (F)over the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:7 That is, I put you on oath; so throughout the Song