save yourself like a gazelle from the hunter, like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to me, “Flee like a bird to the mountains;
We have escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken, and we have escaped!
For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence;
For in vain is a net spread in the sight of any bird;
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the hinds of the field, that you stir not up nor awaken love until it please.
My beloved is like a gazelle, or a young stag. Behold, there he stands behind our wall, gazing in at the windows, looking through the lattice.