Song of Songs 5
- 1I am come into my garden, my sister, [supplied: 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; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
- 2I was asleep, but my heart waked: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [supplied: saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
- 3I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
- 4My beloved put in his hand by the hole [supplied: of the door], And my heart was moved for him.
- 5I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands droppeth with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.
- 6I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, [supplied: and] was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
- 7The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
- 8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
- 9What is thy beloved more than [supplied: another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [supplied: another] beloved, That thou dost so adjure us?
- 10My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.
- 11His head is [supplied: as] the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, [supplied: and] black as a raven.
- 12His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, [supplied: and] fitly set.
- 13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, [supplied: As] banks of sweet herbs: His lips are [supplied: as] lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
- 14His hands are [supplied: as] rings of gold set with beryl: His body is [supplied: as] ivory work overlaid [supplied: with] sapphires.
- 15His legs are [supplied: as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
- 16His mouth is most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Words in italics were supplied by the translators.
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