Song of Solomon 5
1I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; 1 I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. 1 I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; 1 I have drunk my wine with my milk. The friends speaking to the man and the woman 1 Eat, friends; 1 drink and be drunk with love. The woman speaking to herself 1
2I was asleep, but my heart was awake. 1 There is the sound of my beloved knocking and saying, 1 “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled one, 1 for my head is wet with dew, 1 my hair with the night's dampness.” 1
3“I have taken off my robe; must I put it on again? 1 I have washed my feet; must I get them dirty?” 1
4My beloved put in his hand through the opening of the door latch, 1 and my heart was stirred up for him. 1
5I got up to open the door for my beloved; 1 my hands were dripping with myrrh, 1 my fingers with moist myrrh, 1 on the door handle. 1
6I opened the door for my beloved, 1 but my beloved had turned and gone. 1 My heart sank when he spoke. + 5:6 Some versions read sank because he had turned away . 1 I looked for him, but I did not find him; 1 I called him, but he did not answer me. 1
7The watchmen found me as they were making their rounds in the city. 1 They struck me and wounded me; 1 the guards on the walls took away my cloak from me. The woman speaking to the women of the city 1
8I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, 1 that if you find my beloved— 1 What will you make known to him?— 1 that I am sick from love. The women of the city speaking to the woman 1
9How is your beloved better than another beloved man, 1 most beautiful among women? 1 Why is your beloved better than another beloved, 1 that you ask us to take an oath like this? The woman speaking to the women of the city 1
10My beloved is radiant and ruddy, 1 outstanding among ten thousand. 1
11His head is the purest gold; 1 his hair is curly and as black as a raven. 1
12His eyes are like doves beside streams of water, 1 bathed in milk, mounted like jewels. 1
13His cheeks are like beds of spices, 1 yielding aromatic scents. + 5:13 Some versions read towers of aromatic scents . 1 His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh. 1
14His arms are rounded gold set with jewels; 1 his abdomen is ivory covered with sapphires. 1
15His legs are pillars of marble, set on bases of pure gold; 1 his appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. 1
16His mouth is most sweet; 1 he is completely lovely. 1 This is my beloved, and this is my friend, 1 daughters of Jerusalem.