SOS-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.

SOS-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.

SOS-5:3  I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have

washed my feet;

how shall I defile them?

SOS-5:4  My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door],

and my bowels

were moved for him.

SOS-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.

SOS-5:6  I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn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.

SOS-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.

SOS-5:8  I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my

beloved, that

ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.

SOS-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?

SOS-5:10  My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among

ten thousand.

SOS-5:11  His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are]

bushy, [and]

black as a raven.

SOS-5:12  His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of

waters,

washed with milk, [and] fitly set.

SOS-5:13  His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet

flowers: his lips

[like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

SOS-5:14  His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his

belly [is as]

bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.

SOS-5:15  His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets

of fine gold:

his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

SOS-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.

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