Song of Solomon 5:2-7

Authorized (King James) Version

² I sleep, but my heart waketh:
it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,
Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled:
for my head is filled with dew,
and my locks with the drops of the night.
³ I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on?
I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
⁴ My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,
and my bowels were moved for him.
⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved;
and my hands dropped with myrrh,
and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh,
upon the handles of the lock.
⁶ I opened to my beloved;
but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone:
my soul failed when he spake:
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer.
⁷ The watchmen that went about the city found me,
they smote me, they wounded me;
the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.