My kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bæthel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.
Song of Solomon 2:9
שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים 2:9
שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים 2:9
My kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bæthel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.