Deliver yourself like a gazelle from the hunter’s hand, And like a bird from the hand of the trapper.
In יהוה I have taken refuge; Why do you say to me, “Flee to your mountain like a bird”?
Our being has escaped like a bird From the snare of the trappers; The snare was broken, and we have escaped.
For He delivers you from the snare of a trapper, From the destructive pestilence.
For in vain the net is spread In the sight of any bird.
I have put you under oath, O daughters of Yerushalayim, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love until it pleases.
My beloved is like a gazelle or like a young stag. See, he is standing behind our wall, Looking through the windows, Peering through the lattice.