The Song of Solomon 5

He
1I came to my garden, my sister, my bride,
I gathered my myrrh with my spice,
I ate my honeycomb with my honey,
I drank my wine with my milk.

Others
Eat, friends, drink,
and be drunk with love!
The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

She
²I slept, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My beloved is knocking.
“Open to me, my sister, my love,
my dove, my perfect one,
for my head is wet with dew,
my locks with the drops of the night.”

³ I had put off my garment;
how could I put it on?
I had bathed my feet;
how could I soil them?

⁴My beloved put his hand to the latch,
and my heart was thrilled within me.

⁵I arose to open to my beloved,
and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with liquid myrrh,
on the handles of the bolt.

⁶I opened to my beloved,
but my beloved had turned and gone.
My soul failed me when he spoke.
I sought him, but found him not;
I called him, but he gave no answer.

⁷ The watchmen found me
as they went about in the city;
they beat me, they bruised me,
they took away my veil,
those watchmen of the walls.

⁸I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
if you find my beloved,
that you tell him
I am sick with love.

Others
⁹What is your beloved more than another beloved,
O most beautiful among women?
What is your beloved more than another beloved,
that you thus adjure us?

She
¹⁰My beloved is radiant and ruddy,
distinguished among ten thousand.

¹¹His head is the finest gold;
his locks are wavy,
black as a raven.

¹²His eyes are like doves
beside streams of water,
bathed in milk,
sitting beside a full pool.

¹³His cheeks are like beds of spices,
mounds of sweet-smelling herbs.
His lips are lilies,
dripping liquid myrrh.

¹⁴His arms are rods of gold,
set with jewels.
His body is polished ivory,
bedecked with sapphires.

¹⁵His legs are alabaster columns,
set on bases of gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,
choice as the cedars.

¹⁶His mouth is most sweet,
and he is altogether desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.

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