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The Man Speaks

I have entered my garden, my sister [4:9], my bride.
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey.
    I have drunk my wine and my milk [C he enjoys physical intimacy with her].

The Friends Speak

Eat, friends, and drink;
yes, ·drink deeply [be intoxicated], lovers.

The Woman Dreams

I sleep, but my ·heart [mind] ·is awake [was alert].
    ·I hear [L The sound of] my lover knocking.
“Open to me, my sister [4:9; C he desires physical intimacy], my darling,
    my dove, my ·perfect [flawless] one.
My head is ·wet with [L full of] dew,
    and my hair with the ·dampness [drizzle] of the night.”
I have taken off my ·garment [clothes]
    ·and don’t want to put it on [L should I get dressed…?] again.
I have washed my feet
    ·and don’t want to get [L should I get…?] them dirty again.
My lover put his hand through the ·opening [L hole],
    and I felt ·excited inside [aroused; warmed].
I got up to open the door for my lover.
    Myrrh was dripping from my hands
and liquid myrrh [4:14] was flowing from my fingers,
    onto the handles of the lock.
I opened the door for my lover,
    but my lover had left and was gone.
    When he spoke, ·he took my breath away [L my spirit went out].
I ·looked for [sought] him, but I could not find him;
    I called for him, but he did not answer.
The ·watchmen [guards; C an ancient equivalent to police; 3:3] found me
    ·as they patrolled [those who make their rounds in] the city.
They hit me and ·hurt [bruised] me;
    the guards ·on the wall took away my veil [L lifted my garments from me].
·Promise me [I adjure you], ·women [L daughters] of Jerusalem [1:5],
    if you find my lover,
·tell him [L what should you say to him? That] I am weak with love.

The Friends Answer the Woman

How is your lover better than other lovers,
    most beautiful of women?
How is your lover better than other lovers?
    Why do you want us to promise this?

The Woman Answers the Friends

10 My lover is ·healthy [radiant] and ·tan [ruddy],
    ·the best of [distinguished among] ten thousand men.
11 His head is like ·the finest [pure] gold;
    his hair is wavy and black like a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves [1:15]
    by ·springs [streams] of water.
They seem to be bathed in ·cream [milk; C referring to the white of the eye]
    ·and are set like jewels [or sitting by pools].
13 His cheeks are like beds of spices [C his beard is perfumed];
    ·they smell like mounds of perfume [L growing aromatics].
His lips are like lilies
    flowing with myrrh [4:14].
14 His ·hands [or arms] are like gold ·hinges [or bars],
    ·filled with jewels [L set with Tarshish stones; C a location in Spain; perhaps a black jet stone or golden topaz].
His ·body [or member] is like ·shiny ivory [or an ivory tusk]
    ·covered with sapphires [ornamented with lapis].
15 His legs are like large marble ·posts [pillars],
    standing on ·bases [pedestals] of fine gold.
·He is like a cedar of [L His appearance is like] Lebanon,
    ·like the finest of the trees [L choice like the cedars].
16 His mouth is sweet [C to kiss],
    and ·I desire him very much [he is totally desirable].
Yes, ·daughters [women] of Jerusalem [1:5],
    this is my lover
and my ·friend [darling].

The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

[a]I have (A)come into my garden, (B)my sister, my bride;
I have picked my (C)myrrh along with my balsam.
I have eaten my honeycomb with my (D)honey;
I have (E)drunk my wine with my milk.
Eat, (F)friends;
Drink and [b]imbibe deeply, O lovers.”

[c]I was asleep, but my heart was awake.
A voice! My beloved was knocking:
‘Open to me, (G)my sister, my darling,
(H)My dove, my perfect one!
For my head is full of dew,
My (I)locks with the [d]damp of the night.’
I have (J)taken off my long-sleeved garment,
How can I put it on again?
I have (K)washed my feet,
How can I dirty them again?
My beloved sent forth his hand through the opening,
And my [e](L)feelings moaned for him.
I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands (M)dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with [f]liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.
I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had (N)turned away and passed by!
My soul went out to him as he (O)spoke.
I (P)searched for him, but I did not find him;
I (Q)called him, but he did not answer me.
The (R)watchmen who go about in the city found me,
They struck me and wounded me;
The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.
I (S)call you to solemnly swear, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
What will you tell him?
Tell him that (T)I am sick with love.”

[g]What is your beloved that he is more than any other beloved,
O (U)most beautiful among women?
What is your beloved that he is more than any other beloved,
That thus you call us to solemnly swear?”

The Bride Extols Her Beloved

10 [h]My beloved is dazzling and (V)ruddy,
(W)Lifted up as a banner among ten thousand.
11 His head is like gold, fine gold;
His (X)locks are like clusters of dates
And black as a raven.
12 His (Y)eyes are like doves
Beside streams of water,
Washed in milk,
And sitting in their (Z)setting.
13 His cheeks are like a (AA)bed of spices,
Towers of sweet-scented herbs;
His lips are (AB)lilies
(AC)Dripping with liquid myrrh.
14 His hands are rods of gold
Set with (AD)beryl;
His abdomen is a plate of ivory
Inlaid with [i](AE)sapphires.
15 His legs are pillars of marble
Set on bases of fine gold;
His appearance is like (AF)Lebanon
Choice as the (AG)cedars.
16 His [j](AH)mouth is full of sweetness.
And he is wholly (AI)desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.”

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 5:1 BRIDEGROOM
  2. Song of Songs 5:1 Or become drunk
  3. Song of Songs 5:2 BRIDE
  4. Song of Songs 5:2 Lit drops
  5. Song of Songs 5:4 Lit bowels
  6. Song of Songs 5:5 Lit passing
  7. Song of Songs 5:9 CHORUS
  8. Song of Songs 5:10 BRIDE
  9. Song of Songs 5:14 Lit lapis lazuli
  10. Song of Songs 5:16 Lit palate