Deliver yourself like a gazelle from the hand of the hunter, and like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence.
Our soul has escaped like a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken, and we have escaped.
Surely, in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird;
In the Lord I seek refuge; how do you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain,
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field: do not arouse or awaken love until it pleases.
My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, looking through the lattice.