O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until the tim
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
A loving doe, a graceful fawn—may her breasts satisfy you always; may you be captivated by her love forever.
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering throu
His mouth is most sweet; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
But Jesus remained silent. Then the high priest said to Him, “I charge You under oath by the living God: Tell us if You