Song of Solomon 5:2-7

English Standard Version

The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

She

²I slept, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My beloved is ^(A)knocking.
“Open to me, my ^(B)sister, my ^(C)love,
    my ^(D)dove, my ^(E)perfect one,
for my head is wet with dew,
    my ^(F)locks with the drops of the night.”
³^(G)I had put off my garment;
    how could I put it on?
I had ^(H)bathed my feet;
    how could I soil them?
⁴My beloved put his hand to the latch,
    and my heart was thrilled within me.
⁵I arose to open to my beloved,
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with ^(I)liquid myrrh,
    on the handles of the bolt.
⁶I opened to my beloved,
    but my beloved had turned and gone.
My soul failed me when he ^(J)spoke.
^(K)I sought him, but found him not;
    ^(L)I called him, but he gave no answer.
⁷^(M)The watchmen found me
    as they went about in the city;
they beat me, they bruised me,
    they took away my veil,
    those watchmen of the walls.

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Song of Solomon 5:2-7

New American Standard Bible

The Bride

²“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.’
³I 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?
⁴My beloved extended his hand through the opening,
And my ^(F)feelings were stirred for him.
⁵I 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.
⁶I 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.
⁷The ^(L)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.