The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh

The voice of my beloved! Behold,

he cometh leaping upon the mountains,

skipping upon the hills.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:

behold, he standeth behind our wall

he looketh forth at the windows,

shewing himself through the lattice.

my beloved spake, and said unto me...