My Lover Is Leaping and Bounding over Mountains

Song of Songs 2

8 Listen! My beloved!

   Look! Here he comes,

leaping across the mountains,

   bounding over the hills.

9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.

   Look! There he stands behind our wall,

gazing through the windows,

   peering through the lattice.

10 My beloved spoke and said to me,

   “Arise, my darling,

   my beautiful one, come with me.

11 See! The winter is past;

   the rains are over and gone.

12 Flowers appear on the earth;

   the season of singing has come,

the cooing of doves

   is heard in our land.

13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;

   the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.

He is mine; I am his.

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