American Standard Version
" The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills. "
— Song Of Solomon 2:8, American Standard Version
“The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.”
“The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.”
“The Arrival of the LoverThe Beloved about Her Lover: Listen! My lover is approaching! Look! Here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills!”
“The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.”
“The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.”
“The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.”
Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.
His left handisunder my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.
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 in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past; The rain is over and gone;