¹⁴ Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

¹⁷ Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

⁹ My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

¹⁷ And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.

²⁰ He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

⁶ Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

¹² He said therefore, A certain nobleman went into a far country to receive for himself a kingdom, and to return.

²³ For I am in a strait betwixt two, having a desire to depart, and to be with Christ; which is far better: