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. \\ \\
5:2I was asleep, but my heart waked:
It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,
For my head is filled with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night.
5:3I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on?
I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,
And my heart was moved for him.
5:5I rose up to open to my beloved;
And my hands droppeth with myrrh,
And my fingers with liquid myrrh,
Upon the handles of the bolt.
5:6I opened to my beloved;
But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone.
My soul had failed me when he spake:
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer.
5:7The watchmen that go about the city found me,
They smote me, they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
5:8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If ye find my beloved,
5:9What is thy beloved more than another beloved,
O thou fairest among women?
What is thy beloved more than another beloved,
That thou dost so adjure us? \\ \\
5:10My beloved is white and ruddy,
The chiefest among ten thousand.
His locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
5:12His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks,
Washed with milk, and fitly set.
5:13His cheeks are as a bed of spices,
As banks of sweet herbs:
5:14His hands are as rings of gold set with beryl:
5:15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold:
His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
5:16His mouth is most sweet;
Yea, he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved, and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.