Song of Solomon 5:5-7

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

⁵ I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.

⁶ I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.

⁷ The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.