'Voice' in the Bible

The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.

The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;

My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.

Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear it.