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Song of Solomon 2:9

English Standard Version 2016

My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice.

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Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.

Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on cleft mountains.

Then I fell down at his feet to worship him, but he said to me, “You must not do that! I am a fellow servant with you and your brothers who hold to the testimony of Jesus. Worship God.” For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.

For since the law has but a shadow of the good things to come instead of the true form of these realities, it can never, by the same sacrifices that are continually offered every year, make perfect those who draw near.

These are a shadow of the things to come, but the substance belongs to Christ.

For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

Isaiah said these things because he saw his glory and spoke of him.

For if you believed Moses, you would believe me; for he wrote of me.

You search the Scriptures because you think that in them you have eternal life; and it is they that bear witness about me,

Then they told what had happened on the road, and how he was known to them in the breaking of the bread.

And the three sons of Zeruiah were there, Joab, Abishai, and Asahel. Now Asahel was as swift of foot as a wild gazelle.

“Out of the window she peered, the mother of Sisera wailed through the lattice: ‘Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why tarry the hoofbeats of his chariots?’

a lovely deer, a graceful doe. Let her breasts fill you at all times with delight; be intoxicated always in her love.

save yourself like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, like a bird from the hand of the fowler.

For at the window of my house I have looked out through my lattice,

Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, truly delightful. Our couch is green;

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.




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