The Torment of Separation

The Groom

“I have (A)come into my garden, (B)my sister, my bride;
I have gathered 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 [a]drink deeply, lovers.”

The Bride

“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 [b]drenched with dew,
My (I)locks with the dew drops of the night.’
I have (J)taken off my dress,
How can I put it on again?
I have (K)washed my feet,
How can I dirty them again?
My beloved extended his hand through the opening,
And my (L)feelings were stirred for him.
I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands (M)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 (N)turned away and had gone!
My [c]heart 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 make the rounds in the city found me,
They struck me and wounded me;
The guards of the walls took my shawl away from me.
(S)Swear to me, you daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
As to what you will tell him:
For (T)I am lovesick.”

The Chorus

[d]What kind of beloved is your beloved,
O (U)most beautiful among women?
[e]What kind of beloved is your beloved,
That you make us swear in this way?”

Admiration by the Bride

The Bride

10 “My beloved is dazzling and [f](V)reddish,
(W)Outstanding among ten thousand.
11 His head is like gold, pure 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,
Bathed in milk,
And perched in their (Z)setting.
13 His cheeks are like a (AA)bed of balsam,
[g]Banks of herbal spices;
His lips are (AB)lilies
(AC)Dripping with drops of myrrh.
14 His hands are rods of gold
Set with (AD)topaz;
His abdomen is panels of ivory
Covered with [h](AE)sapphires.
15 His thighs are pillars of alabaster
Set on pedestals of pure gold;
His appearance is like (AF)Lebanon,
Choice as the (AG)cedars.
16 His [i](AH)mouth is full of sweetness.
And he is wholly (AI)desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
You daughters of Jerusalem.”

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:1 Or become drunk
  2. Song of Solomon 5:2 Lit filled
  3. Song of Solomon 5:6 Lit soul
  4. Song of Solomon 5:9 Or What is your beloved more than another beloved
  5. Song of Solomon 5:9 Or What is your beloved more than another beloved
  6. Song of Solomon 5:10 I.e., of reddish hair or skin
  7. Song of Solomon 5:13 Lit Towers
  8. Song of Solomon 5:14 Lit lapis lazuli
  9. Song of Solomon 5:16 Lit palate

The Lover

I’ve come into my garden, my sister, my[a] bride;
I’ve gathered my myrrh with my spices.
I’ve eaten my honeycomb with my honey.
I’ve drunk my wine with my milk.

Eat, friends!
    Drink and become drunk with love.

The Loved One

I was asleep, but my heart was awake.
    There’s a sound! My beloved is knocking.

The Lover

“Open up for me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove, my perfect one.
For my head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.”

The Loved One

“I’ve taken off my clothes[b]
    am I supposed to put them on again?[c]
I’ve washed my feet—
    am I supposed to[d] get them dirty again?”
My beloved reached out his hand for the latch.[e]
    My feelings for him were aroused.
I got up to open the door,[f]
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with liquid myrrh,
    on the handle of the lock.
I opened the door[g] for my beloved,
    but my beloved had turned away; he was gone!
My very life went out when he departed.[h]
    I searched for him,
        but couldn’t find him.
    I called out to him,
        but he didn’t answer.
The watchmen making their[i] rounds
    through the city found me.
They beat me, they bruised me.
    Those guarding the walls took my cloak[j] from me.

I charge you, young women of Jerusalem,
    “If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him?
        Tell him[k] that I’m weak with love.”

The Young Women

What is so special about your beloved,[l]
    most beautiful of women?
What is so special about your beloved,
    that you charge us like this?

The Loved One

10 My beloved is dazzling,
    with a dark and healthy complexion,
        outstanding among ten thousand.
11 His head is pure gold,
    his hair is wavy, black like a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves
    by streams of water,
bathed in milk,
    mounted like jewels.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spices,
    like towers of perfume.
His lips are lilies,
    dripping with liquid myrrh.
14 His hands are rods of gold,
    set with beryl.
His stomach is carved ivory,
    inlaid with sapphires.[m]
15 His legs are pillars of marble
    set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,
    choice like its cedars.
16 His mouth[n] is sweetness,
    and all of him is desirable.
This is my beloved, this is my friend,
    young women of Jerusalem!

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:1 The Heb. lacks my
  2. Song of Solomon 5:3 Or my tunic
  3. Song of Solomon 5:3 Lit. How shall I put them on again?
  4. Song of Solomon 5:3 Lit. How shall I
  5. Song of Solomon 5:4 Or keyhole
  6. Song of Solomon 5:5 The Heb. lacks the door
  7. Song of Solomon 5:6 The Heb. lacks the door
  8. Song of Solomon 5:6 Or when he spoke
  9. Song of Solomon 5:7 The Heb. lacks their
  10. Song of Solomon 5:7 Or shawl
  11. Song of Solomon 5:8 The Heb. lacks Tell him
  12. Song of Solomon 5:9 Or How is your beloved better than other beloveds
  13. Song of Solomon 5:14 Or lapis lazuli
  14. Song of Solomon 5:16 Lit. palate