Song of Solomon 5
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I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved. Begin Abide·
- 2
I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.” Begin Abide·
- 3
I have taken off my robe—must I put it back on? I have washed my feet—must I soil them again? Begin Abide·
- 4
My beloved put his hand to the latch; my heart pounded for him. Begin Abide·
- 5
I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt. Begin Abide·
- 6
I opened for my beloved, but he had turned and gone. My heart sank at his departure. I sought him but did not find him. I called, but he did not answer. Begin Abide·
- 7
I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls. Begin Abide·
- 8
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love. Begin Abide·
- 9
How is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful among women? How is your beloved better than another, that you charge us so? Begin Abide·
- 10
My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand. Begin Abide·
- 11
His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven. Begin Abide·
- 12
His eyes are like doves beside the streams of water, bathed in milk and mounted like jewels. Begin Abide·
- 13
His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh. Begin Abide·
- 14
His arms are rods of gold set with beryl. His body is polished ivory bedecked with sapphires. Begin Abide·
- 15
His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, as majestic as the cedars. Begin Abide·
- 16
His mouth is most sweet; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. Begin Abide·