Book 22 of 66: Song of Solomon: Chapter 005 of 8

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022:005:001
I 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.


022:005:002
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.


022:005:003
I have put off my coat;
how shall I put it on?
I have washed my feet;
how shall I defile them?


022:005:004
My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,
and my bowels were moved for him.


022:005:005
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.


022:005:006
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but my beloved had withdrawn himself,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.


022:005:007
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.


022:005:008
I charge you,
O daughters of Jerusalem,
if ye find my beloved,
that ye tell him,
that I am sick of love.


022:005:009
What 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?


022:005:010
My beloved is white and ruddy,
the chiefest among ten thousand.


022:005:011
His head is as the most fine gold,
his locks are bushy,
and black as a raven.


022:005:012
His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters,
washed with milk,
and fitly set.


022:005:013
His cheeks are as a bed of spices,
as sweet flowers:
his lips like lilies,
dropping sweet smelling myrrh.


022:005:014
His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl:
his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.


022:005:015
His legs are as pillars of marble,
set upon sockets of fine gold:
his countenance is as Lebanon,
excellent as the cedars.


022:005:016
His mouth is most sweet:
yea,
he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.


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