דּוֹדִ֗י שָׁלַ֤ח יָדוֹ֙ מִן־הַחֹ֔ר וּמֵעַ֖י הָמ֥וּ עָלָֽיו׃
Mon bien-aimé retire sa main de la lucarne, et mes entrailles s’émeuvent en sa faveur.
Rashi on Song of Songs
My beloved sent forth his hand from the portal. Which is beside the door; and I saw his hand, and the stirring of my insides swayed me to return to his love and to open [the door] for him.
Ezra ben Solomon on Song of Songs
My beloved took his hand off the latch: The Glory sent punitive decrees from the heavens for I did not believe in the prophets’ words and did not ascend.
Ezra ben Solomon on Song of Songs
And my heart was stirred for him: I realized that these troubles were caused by that sin.