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16 My beloved is mine, and I am his;
    he pastures his flock among the lilies.(A)
17 Until the day breathes
    and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle
    or a young stag on the cleft mountains.[a](B)

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Footnotes

  1. 2.17 Or on the mountains of Bether; meaning of Heb uncertain