Song of Solomon 5:2–6:12
2 I was sleeping, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My love was knocking!a
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.
3 I have taken off my clothing.b
How can I put it back on?
I have washed my feet.
How can I get them dirty?
4 My love thrust his hand through the opening,
and my feelings were stirred for him.
My hands dripped with myrrh,c
my fingers with flowing myrrh
on the handles of the bolt.
but my love had turned and gone away.
My heart sankA because he had left.B
I sought him, but did not find him.d
I called him, but he did not answer.
7 The guards who go about the city found me.e
They beat and wounded me;
they took my cloakC from me—
the guardians of the walls.f
8 Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you,g
if you find my love,
tell him that I am lovesick.h
9 What makes the one you love better than another,
most beautiful of women?i
What makes him better than another,
that you would give us this charge?
10 My love is fit and strong,D,j
notable among ten thousand.k
and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like dovesm
beside flowing streams,
washed in milk
and set like jewels.F
13 His cheeksn are like beds of spice,
mounds ofG perfume.
His lips are lilies,
dripping with flowing myrrh.o
14 His armsH are rods of gold
His bodyJ is an ivory panel
covered with lapis lazuli.q
15 His legs are alabaster pillars
set on pedestals of pure gold.
His presence is like Lebanon,r
as majestic as the cedars.s
He is absolutely desirable.t
This is my love, and this is my friend,
young women of Jerusalem.
6 Where has your love gone,
most beautiful of women?
Which way has heK turned?
We will seek him with you.
2 My love has gone down to his garden,u
to beds of spice,v
to feed in the gardensw
and gather lilies.x
3 I am my love’s and my love is mine;y
he feeds among the lilies.
4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,
lovely as Jerusalem,
awe-inspiring as an army with banners.z
5 Turn your eyes away from me,
for they captivate me.aa
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down from Gilead.ab
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes
coming up from washing,
each one having a twin,
7 Behind your veil,ad
your browM is like a slice of pomegranate.
and eighty concubinesae
and young women* without number.
9 But my dove,a my virtuous one, is unique;b
she is the favorite of her mother,
perfect to the one who gave her birth.
Women see her and declare her fortunate;c
queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:
10 Who is thisd who shines like the dawn,
as beautiful as the moon,
bright as the sun,
awe-inspiring as an army with banners?e
11 I came down to the walnut grove
to see the blossoms of the valley,
to see if the vines were buddingf
and the pomegranates blooming.
12 I didn’t know what was happening to me.
I felt like I was
in a chariot with a nobleman.B