8The voice of my beloved, look he comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.

9My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Look he stands behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.

10Look my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, hurry, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.

11For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.

12The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:

13The fig tree has put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:

14My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, show me your face, let your voice sound in my ears: for your voice is sweet, and your face comely.

2Give praise to the Lord on the harp; sing to him with the psaltery, the instrument of ten strings.

3Sing to him a new canticle, sing well to him with a loud noise.

11But the guidance of the Lord stands forever: the thoughts of his heart to all generations.

12Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord: the people whom he has chosen for his gift.

20Our soul waiteth for the Lord: for he is our helper and protector.

21For in him our heart shall rejoice: and in his holy name we have trusted.

39And Mary rising up in those days, went into the hill country with haste into a city of Juda.

40And she entered into the house of Zachary, and saluted Elizabeth.

41And it happened, that when Elizabeth heard the salutation of Mary, the infant leaped in her womb. And Elizabeth was satisfied with the Holy Ghost:

42And she cried out with a loud voice, and said: Blessed art you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb.

43And whence is this to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me?

44For look as soon as the voice of your salutation sounded in my ears, the infant in my womb leaped for joy.

45And blessed art you that have believed, because those things shall be accomplished that were said to you by the Lord.