| Verse Reference | Verse Text |
|---|---|
| Son 2:8 | The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. |
| Son 5:2 | I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. |
| Isa 5:1 | Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My well-beloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill: |