Song of Solomon 2:7-9

⁷Lov. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please!

⁸M. The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Bounding upon the hills.

⁹Like a gazelle is my beloved, Or a young hind. Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He is looking through the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.