Song of Solomon 5

1I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

1Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.

2I was asleep, but my heart waked: 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, My locks with the drops of the night.

2I 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.

2I sleep, and my heart watcheth: the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.

3I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

3I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?

4My beloved put in his hand by the holeof the door, And my heart was moved for him.

4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.

4My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.

5I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.

5I 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.

5I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.

6I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

6I 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.

6I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.

7The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.

7The 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.

7The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.

8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.

9What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved, That thou dost so adjure us?

9What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?

9What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?

10My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.

10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.

10My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.

11His head isasthe most fine gold; His locks are bushy, and black as a raven.

11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.

11His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.

12His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, and fitly set.

12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.

12His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.

13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, Asbanks of sweet herbs: His lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

13His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.

14His hands areasrings of gold set with beryl: His body isasivory work overlaid with sapphires.

14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.

14His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.

15His legs areaspillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

15His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.

16His mouth is most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

16His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.

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17Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?