Song of Solomon 5:3-8

Common English Bible

³ “I have taken off my tunic—
        why should I put it on again?
I have bathed my feet—
        why should I get them dirty?”
⁴ My love put his hand in through the latch hole,
        and my body ached for him.
⁵ I rose; I went to open for my love,
        and my hands dripped myrrh,
        my fingers, liquid myrrh,
        over the handles of the lock.
⁶ 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.
⁷ 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!
⁸ I place you under oath, daughters of Jerusalem:
If you find my love, what should you tell him?
        That I’m weak with love!