שְׂמֹאלוֹ֙ תַּ֣חַת רֹאשִׁ֔י וִֽימִינ֖וֹ תְּחַבְּקֵֽנִי׃
Su izquierda esté debajo de mi cabeza, Y su derecha me abrace.
Song of Songs
His left hand was under my head [in the desert], and His right hand embraced me [i.e., sustained me (all of which I remember, and which makes me yearn for Him in my exile)].