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.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:2 Lit filled
  2. Song of Solomon 5:6 Lit soul