קַדְּשׁ֤וּ עָלֶ֙יהָ֙ מִלְחָמָ֔ה ק֖וּמוּ וְנַעֲלֶ֣ה בַֽצָּהֳרָ֑יִם א֥וֹי לָ֙נוּ֙ כִּי־פָנָ֣ה הַיּ֔וֹם כִּ֥י יִנָּט֖וּ צִלְלֵי־עָֽרֶב׃
Denunciad guerra contra ella: levantaos y subamos hacia el mediodía. ¡Ay de nosotros! que va cayendo ya el día, que las sombras de la tarde se han extendido.
Song of Songs
["My Beloved turned to me, etc."] — until the sun (i.e., my sins, the golden calf and the spies,)] blackened [me as in the heat of day], and the [protective] shadows [i.e., my merits] fled. [I made] You turn away [from me], my Beloved, like a roe or like a young hind on the distant hills.