Song of Songs 2:8-16

⁸I hear the voice of the man who loves me. It is as though MET he is leaping over the mountains and skipping over the hills

⁹like SIM a deer or a gazelle. Now he is standing outside the wall of our house, looking in the window, and peering through the ◄lattice/wooden strips inside the window frame►.

¹⁰He spoke to me and said, “You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me CHI!

¹¹Look, the ◄winter/cold season► is ended; the rain has stopped;

¹²flowers are blooming throughout the country/land. It is now time to sing; we hear the doves cooing.

¹³There are young/new figs on the fig trees, and there are blossoms on the grapevines and their fragrance fills the air. You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me!

¹⁴You are like MET a dove that is hiding far from me in an opening/crack in the rocky cliff. Show me your face, and allow me to hear your voice, because your voice is sweet-sounding and your face is lovely CHI.”

¹⁵There are other men who are like MET little jackals/foxes that ruin vineyards; do not allow those men to attack me.

¹⁶You who love me, I belong to you and you belong to me, and you experience pleasure when you kiss my lips like MET a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.