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SNG 5:1–5:16 ©

The Song of Songs 5

5I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride;

I have plucked my myrrh with my spice.

I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;

I have drunk my wine with my milk.

Eat, friends;

drink and be drunk with love.

2I am asleep, but my heart is awake.

A sound—my beloved is knocking:

“Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one,

because my head is full of dew,

my hair is full of the drops of the night.”

3“I have taken off my robe; how will I put it on?

I have washed my feet; how could I get them dirty?”

4My beloved stretched out his hand through the hole

and my belly roared concerning him.

5I got myself up to open to my beloved

and my hands dripped with myrrh

and my fingers dripped with flowing myrrh

on the hands of the bolt.

6I myself opened to my beloved,

but my beloved had turned and gone.

My soul went out because he departed.

I searched for him, but I did not find him;

I called him, but he did not answer me.

7The guards going about in the city found me.

They beat me and wounded me;

they lifted my shawl from me, the guards of the walls.

8I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

if you find my beloved,

what will you declare to him?

Declare to him that sick with love am I.

9What is your beloved more than another beloved,

most beautiful among women?

What is your beloved more than another beloved,

that thus you adjure us?

10My beloved is shimmering and red,

able to be distinguished from ten thousand other people.

11His head is gold, refined gold;

his hairs are wavy, black like the raven.

12His eyes are like doves beside stream beds of water,

bathing in milk, sitting beside the pools.

13His cheeks are like a bed of spices,

producing herbal spices.

His lips are lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.

14His arms are rods of gold mounted with topaz;

his belly is a plate of ivory covered with sapphires.

15His thighs are pillars of alabaster set on bases of refined gold;

his appearance is like Lebanon, as choice as the cedars.

16His mouth is most sweet,

and all of him is most desirable.

This is my beloved, and this is my friend,

daughters of Jerusalem.

SNG 5:1–5:16 ©

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