Song of Solomon 5


The Beloved Is Pierced by Love

1Let [2go down 1my beloved man] into his garden, and let him eat the fruit of his fruit trees! I entered into my garden, my sister, O bride. I gathered the vintage of my myrrh with my aromatics; I ate my bread with my honey; I drank wine with my milk. Eat, O dear men, and drink! and be intoxicated beloved men! 2I sleep, but my heart is sleepless. The voice of my beloved man knocks upon the door, saying, Open to me my sister, my dear one, my dove, my perfect one! for my head is filled of dew, and my curls of the mist of the night. 3I took off my inner garment; how shall I put it on again? I washed my feet; how shall I taint them? 4My beloved man sent his hand through the opening, and my belly was alarmed over him. 5I rose up to open to my beloved man; my hands dripped myrrh, my fingers [2of myrrh 1with full bodied] upon the handles of the bolt. 6I opened to my beloved man; my beloved man was gone. My soul came forth for his word. I sought him, and I did not find him; I called him, and he did not hearken to me. 7They found me, the guards, the ones encircling in the city. They struck me, they wounded me, [4took 5my lightweight covering 6from 7me 1the keepers 2of the 3walls]. 8I bind you by an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the strengths of the field, if you should find my beloved man, what should you report to him, for [2being pierced 3of love 1I am]. 9What is your beloved man from a beloved man, O fair one among women? What is your beloved man from a beloved man, that thus you bound us by an oath? 10My beloved man is white and ruddy, being selected from myriads. 11His head is as gold of Kefaz; his curls flowing fir trees, black as a crow. 12His eyes are as doves by the fullnesses of waters, being bathed in milk, sitting down upon the fullnesses of waters. 13His jaws are as bowls of the aromatic, germinating scents. His lips are as lilies dripping [2myrrh 1full- bodied]. 14His hands are as turned gold, being filled with Tharsis stone. His belly is as a writing-tablet of ivory upon a stone of sapphire. 15His legs are as columns of marble, founded upon bases of gold. His appearance as Lebanon, choice as cedars. 16His throat is sweetness, and he is entirely desirable. This is my beloved man, and this is my dear one, O daughters of Jerusalem.
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