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[Man]

I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride!
I have gathered my myrrh and my spices.
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.
Eat, dear friends!
Drink and get drunk on love!

A missed encounter

[Woman]

I was sleeping, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My love is knocking:

[Man]

“Open for me, my sister, my dearest,
        my dove, my perfect one!
        My head is soaked with dew,
        my hair, with the night mists.”

[Woman]

“I have taken off my tunic—
        why should I put it on again?
I have bathed my feet—
        why should I get them dirty?”
My love put his hand in through the latch hole,
        and my body ached for him.
I rose; I went to open for my love,
        and my hands dripped myrrh,
        my fingers, liquid myrrh,
        over the handles of the lock.
I went and opened for my love,
    but my love had turned, gone away.
I nearly died when he turned away.
I looked for him but couldn’t find him.
        I called out to him, but he didn’t answer me.
They found me—the guards
        who make their rounds in the city.
They struck me, bruised me.
They took my shawl away from me,
        those guards of the city walls!
I place you under oath, daughters of Jerusalem:
If you find my love, what should you tell him?
        That I’m weak with love!

[Daughters of Jerusalem]

How is your lover different from any other lover,
        you who are the most beautiful of women?
How is your lover different from any other lover,
        that you make us swear a solemn pledge?

In praise of him

[Woman]

10 My lover is radiant and ruddy;
        he stands out among ten thousand!
11 His head is finest gold;
        his wavy hair, black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves
        by channels of water.
They are bathing in milk,
        sitting by brimming pools.
13 His cheeks are like fragrant plantings,
        towers of spices.
        His lips are lilies
            dripping liquid myrrh.
14 His arms are gold cylinders
        studded with jewels.
His belly is smooth ivory
        encrusted with sapphires.
15 His thighs are pillars of whitest stone
        set on pedestals of gold.
His appearance—like Lebanon,
        stately, like the cedars.
16 His mouth is everything sweet,
        every bit of him desirable.

This is my love, this my dearest,
        daughters of Jerusalem!

He

I (A)came to my garden, my (B)sister, my bride,
    I gathered my (C)myrrh with my spice,
    I ate my (D)honeycomb with my honey,
    I (E)drank my wine with my milk.

Others

Eat, (F)friends, drink,
    and be drunk with love!

The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

She

I slept, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My beloved is (G)knocking.
“Open to me, my (H)sister, my (I)love,
    my (J)dove, my (K)perfect one,
for my head is wet with dew,
    my (L)locks with the drops of the night.”
(M)I had put off my garment;
    how could I put it on?
I had (N)bathed my feet;
    how could I soil them?
My beloved put his hand to the latch,
    and my heart was thrilled within me.
I arose to open to my beloved,
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with (O)liquid myrrh,
    on the handles of the bolt.
I opened to my beloved,
    but my beloved had turned and gone.
My soul failed me when he (P)spoke.
(Q)I sought him, but found him not;
    (R)I called him, but he gave no answer.
(S)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.
I (T)adjure you, O (U)daughters of Jerusalem,
    if you find my beloved,
that you tell him
    (V)I am sick with love.

Others

What is your beloved more than another beloved,
    O (W)most beautiful among women?
What is your beloved more than another beloved,
    that you thus (X)adjure us?

The Bride Praises Her Beloved

She

10 My beloved is radiant and (Y)ruddy,
    (Z)distinguished among ten thousand.
11 His head is the finest gold;
    (AA)his locks are wavy,
    black as a raven.
12 His (AB)eyes are like doves
    beside streams of water,
bathed in milk,
    sitting beside a full pool.[a]
13 His (AC)cheeks are like (AD)beds of spices,
    mounds of sweet-smelling herbs.
His lips are (AE)lilies,
    dripping (AF)liquid myrrh.
14 His arms are rods of gold,
    set with (AG)jewels.
His body is polished ivory,[b]
    bedecked with (AH)sapphires.[c]
15 His legs are alabaster columns,
    set on bases of gold.
His appearance is like (AI)Lebanon,
    choice as the cedars.
16 His (AJ)mouth[d] is most sweet,
    and he is altogether desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
    O (AK)daughters of Jerusalem.

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:12 The meaning of the Hebrew is uncertain
  2. Song of Solomon 5:14 The meaning of the Hebrew word is uncertain
  3. Song of Solomon 5:14 Hebrew lapis lazuli
  4. Song of Solomon 5:16 Hebrew palate