Song of Solomon
5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: 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.
5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that
knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled:
for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the
night.
5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet;
how shall I defile them?
5:4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were
moved for him.
5:5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my
fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
5:6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was
gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find
him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
5:7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they
wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
5:8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye
tell him, that I am sick of love.
5:9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among
women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so
charge us?
5:10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
5:11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a
raven.
5:12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with
milk, and fitly set.
5:13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like
lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
5:14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright
ivory overlaid with sapphires.
5:15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his
countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
5:16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my
beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
