Song of Songs 5:2-7 - Maiden's Dream: Seeking And Not Finding
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A sound! My love is knocking!
my dove, my perfect one.
For my head is drenched with dew,
my hair with droplets of the night.
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How can I put it back on?
I have washed my feet.
How can I get them dirty?
and my feelings were stirred for him.
My hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh
on the handles of the bolt.
but my love had turned and gone away.
I was crushed
I sought him, but did not find him.
I called him, but he did not answer.
They beat and wounded me;
they took my cloak
the guardians of the walls.