| 5 | Song of Songs | ||
| 1 | I come to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gather my myrrh with my spice, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink: drink deeply, O lovers! | He. Sg.5.1 | |
| 2 | I slept, but my heart was awake. Hark! 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." | The fourth song. She (a). He (b). Sg.5.2 | |
| 3 | I had put off my garment, how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet, how could I soil them? | She. Sg.5.3-8 | |
| 4 | My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. | ||
| 5 | I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt. | ||
| 6 | I 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 wounded me, hey took away my mantle, those watchmen of the walls. | ||
| 8 | I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love. | ||
| 9 | What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us? | The women. Sg.5.9 | |
| 10 | My beloved is all radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. | She. Sg.5.10-16 | |
| 11 | His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven. | ||
| 12 | His eyes are like doves beside springs of water, bathed in milk, fitly set. | ||
| 13 | His cheeks are like beds of spices, yielding fragrance. His lips are lilies, distilling liquid myrrh. | ||
| 14 | His arms are rounded gold, set with jewels. His body is ivory work, encrusted with sapphires. | ||
| 15 | His legs are alabaster columns, set upon bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. | ||
| 16 | His speech 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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