Song of Solomon 5
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1I 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.1I have come to my garden--my sister, my bride. I gather my myrrh with my spices. I eat my honeycomb with my honey. I drink my wine with my milk. Narrator Eat, friends! Drink, be intoxicated with caresses!
2I 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.2I was sleeping, but my heart was awake. A sound! My love was knocking! Man Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with droplets of the night.
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?3I have taken off my clothing. How can I put it back on? I have washed my feet. How can I get them dirty?
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.4My love thrust his hand through the opening, and my feelings were stirred for him.
5I 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.5I rose to open for my love. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.6I opened to my love, but my love had turned and gone away. My heart sank because he had left. I sought him, but did not find him. I called him, but he did not answer.
7The 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.7The guards who go about the city found me. They beat and wounded me; they took my cloak from me--the guardians of the walls.
8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.8Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you, if you find my love, tell him that I am lovesick.
9What 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?9What makes the one you love better than another, most beautiful of women? What makes him better than another, that you would give us this charge?
10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.10My love is fit and strong, notable among ten thousand.
11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.11His head is purest gold. His hair is wavy and black as a raven.
12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.12His eyes are like doves beside flowing streams, washed in milk and set like jewels.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.13His cheeks are like beds of spice, mounds of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.
14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.14His arms are rods of gold set with beryl. His body is an ivory panel covered with lapis lazuli.
15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.15His legs are alabaster pillars set on pedestals of pure gold. His presence is like Lebanon, as majestic 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.16His mouth is sweetness. He is absolutely desirable. This is my love, and this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem.
King James Bible, text courtesy of Christian Standard Bible. Copyright © 2017 by Holman Bible Publishers. Used by permission.
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