Song of Songs 5:1-Song of Songs 6:3 - The Young Woman Dreams Of Marriage With Her Husband

¹ (The Beloved) I came to my garden, my sister, my spouse. I gathered my myrrh with my spice. I ate my honeycomb with my honey and drank my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.

² (The Shulamite) I sleep, but my heart is awake. It is the voice of my beloved that knocks, 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 removed my coat. How shall I put it on? I have washed my feet. How shall I defile them? ⁴ My beloved extended his hand through the latch opening of the door. My heart yearned for him. ⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh. My fingers were sweet from sweet smelling myrrh and they grasped the lock handles. ⁶ I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My heart jumped when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him. I called him, but he did not answer. ⁷ The watchmen that went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took my veil from me. ⁸ I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am lovesick.

⁹ (Daughters of Jerusalem) Is your beloved more than another beloved, O you fairest among women? Is your beloved more than another beloved that you so charge us?

¹⁰ (The Shulamite) My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand. ¹¹ His head is as the finest gold. His locks are like date clusters, bushy and black as a raven. ¹² His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set. ¹³ His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers. His lips are like lilies, dripping sweet smelling myrrh. ¹⁴ His hands are as gold rings set with beryl. His belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires. ¹⁵ His legs are like pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold. His countenance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. ¹⁶ His mouth is very sweet: yes, he is altogether handsome. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

¹ (Daughters of Jerusalem) Where has your beloved one gone, O you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned aside that we may seek him with you?

² (The Shulamite) My beloved went to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. ³ I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He feeds among the lilies.