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[a]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 full of dew,
My (C)locks with the [b]damp of the night.’
I have (D)taken off my long-sleeved garment,
How can I put it on again?
I have (E)washed my feet,
How can I dirty them again?
My beloved sent forth his hand through the opening,
And my [c](F)feelings moaned for him.
I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands (G)dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with [d]liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.
I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had (H)turned away and passed by!
My soul 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.
The (L)watchmen who go about in the city found me,
They struck me and wounded me;
The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 5:2 BRIDE
  2. Song of Songs 5:2 Lit drops
  3. Song of Songs 5:4 Lit bowels
  4. Song of Songs 5:5 Lit passing