Song 5 | Jub | STEP | I came into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh and my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk: eat, O friends; drink, beloved, drink abundantly.

Song of Solomon 5

1 I came into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh and my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk: eat, O friends; drink, beloved, drink abundantly. 2 I sleep, but my heart watches [for] the voice of my beloved that knocks [at the door], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect [one]: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. 3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? 4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him. 5 I rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. 6 I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had withdrawn himself [and] was gone; my soul went after his speech; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. 7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my outer cloak from me. 8 I charge you, O virgins of Jerusalem, if ye should find my beloved that ye cause him to know how sick I am with love. 9 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? 10 My beloved [is] white and ruddy; the standard-bearer among [the] ten thousands. 11 His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy [and] black as a raven. 12 His eyes [are] as doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, as doves that are next to abundance. 13 His cheeks [are] as a bed of aromatic spices, [as] fragrant flowers; his lips [like] lilies, dripping sweet smelling myrrh that transcends. 14 His hands [are as] gold rings set with beryls; his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires. 15 His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold; his countenance [is] as Lebanon, chosen as the cedars. 16 His mouth [is] most sweet; he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O virgins of Jerusalem.: