NET Bible
"My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice."
— Song Of Solomon 2:9, NET Bible
“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 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 is like a roe or a young hart. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.”
“My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.”
“My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.”
“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.”
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
The Beloved to the Maidens: I admonish you, O maidens of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and by the young does of the open fields: Do not awaken or arouse love until it pleases!
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!
My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice.
The Season of Love and the Song of the TurtledoveThe Lover to His Beloved: My lover spoke to me, saying:“Arise, my darling; My beautiful one, come away with me!
Look! The winter has passed, the winter rains are over and gone.
Blossoms have appeared in the land, the time for pruning and singing has come; the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.