Song of Solomon 5:2-7

American Standard Version

² I ^[a]was asleep, but my heart waked:
It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,
Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my ^[b]undefiled;
For my head is filled with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night.
³ I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on?
I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
⁴ My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,
And my ^[c]heart was moved for him.
⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved;
And my hands dropped with myrrh,
And my fingers with liquid myrrh,
Upon the handles of the bolt.
⁶ I opened to my beloved;
But my beloved had ^[d]withdrawn himself, and was gone.
My soul ^[e]had failed me when he spake:
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer.
⁷ The watchmen that go about the city found me,
They smote me, they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls took away my ^[f]mantle from me.