The Bride

“I was asleep but my heart was awake.
A voice! My beloved was knocking:
‘Open to me, (A)my sister, my darling,
(B)My dove, my perfect one!
For my head is [a]drenched with dew,
My (C)locks with the dew drops of the night.’
I have (D)taken off my dress,
How can I put it on again?
I have (E)washed my feet,
How can I dirty them again?
My beloved extended his hand through the opening,
And my (F)feelings were stirred for him.
I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands (G)dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with drops of myrrh,
On the handles of the bolt.
I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had (H)turned away and had gone!
My [b]heart went out to him as he (I)spoke.
I (J)searched for him but I did not find him;
I (K)called him but he did not answer me.
The (L)watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me,
They struck me and wounded me;
The guards of the walls took my shawl away from me.
(M)Swear to me, you daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
As to what you will tell him:
For (N)I am lovesick.”

The Chorus

[c]What kind of beloved is your beloved,
O (O)most beautiful among women?
[d]What kind of beloved is your beloved,
That you make us swear in this way?”

Admiration by the Bride

The Bride

10 “My beloved is dazzling and [e](P)reddish,
(Q)Outstanding among ten thousand.
11 His head is like gold, pure gold;
His (R)locks are like clusters of dates
And black as a raven.
12 His (S)eyes are like doves
Beside streams of water,
Bathed in milk,
And perched in their (T)setting.
13 His cheeks are like a (U)bed of balsam,
[f]Banks of herbal spices;
His lips are (V)lilies
(W)Dripping with drops of myrrh.
14 His hands are rods of gold
Set with (X)topaz;
His abdomen is panels of ivory
Covered with [g](Y)sapphires.
15 His thighs are pillars of alabaster
Set on pedestals of pure gold;
His appearance is like (Z)Lebanon,
Choice as the (AA)cedars.
16 His [h](AB)mouth is full of sweetness.
And he is wholly (AC)desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
You daughters of Jerusalem.”

Mutual Delight in Each Other

The Chorus

(AD)Where has your beloved gone,
O (AE)most beautiful among women?
Where has your beloved turned,
That we may seek him with you?”

The Bride

“My beloved has gone down to his (AF)garden,
To the (AG)beds of balsam,
To (AH)pasture his flock in the gardens
And gather (AI)lilies.
(AJ)I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,
He who (AK)pastures his flock among the lilies.”

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:2 Lit filled
  2. Song of Solomon 5:6 Lit soul
  3. Song of Solomon 5:9 Or What is your beloved more than another beloved
  4. Song of Solomon 5:9 Or What is your beloved more than another beloved
  5. Song of Solomon 5:10 I.e., of reddish hair or skin
  6. Song of Solomon 5:13 Lit Towers
  7. Song of Solomon 5:14 Lit lapis lazuli
  8. Song of Solomon 5:16 Lit palate

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