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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.’

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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