¹⁴ “^(A)My dove, ^(B)in the clefts of the ^[a]rock,
In the hiding place of the mountain pathway,
Let me see ^[b]how you look,
^(C)Let me hear your voice;
For your voice is pleasant,
And ^[c]you look ^(D)delightful.”

⁹ But ^(A)my dove, my perfect one, is ^[a]unique:
She is her mother’s ^[b]only daughter;
She is the pure child of the one who gave birth to her.
The ^[c](B)young women saw her and called her ^[d]blessed,
The ^(C)queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,