Song 5 | NASB1995 | STEP | “I have come into my garden , my sister , my bride ; I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam . I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey ; I have drunk my wine and my milk . Eat , friends ; Drink and imbibe deeply , O lovers .”

Song of Solomon 5

The Torment of Separation

1 ^{▼▼ BRIDEGROOM}“I have ^bcome into my garden, ^cmy sister, my bride;
I have gathered my ^dmyrrh along with my balsam.
I have eaten my honeycomb ^{▼▼ Lit with}and my ^fhoney;
I have ^gdrunk my wine ^{▼▼ Lit with}and my milk.
Eat, ⁱfriends;
Drink and ^{▼▼ Or become drunk}imbibe deeply, O lovers.”

2 ^{▼▼ BRIDE}“I was asleep but my heart was awake.
A voice! My beloved was knocking:
‘Open to me, ^lmy sister, my darling,
^mMy dove, my perfect one!
For my head is ^{▼▼ Lit filled}drenched with dew,
My ^olocks with the ^{▼▼ Lit drops}damp of the night.’
3 “I have ^qtaken off my dress,
How can I put it on again?
I have ^rwashed my feet,
How can I dirty them again?
4 “My beloved extended his hand through the opening,
And my ^{▼▼ Lit bowels
,} ^tfeelings were aroused for him.
5 “I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands ^udripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with ^{▼▼ Lit passing}liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the bolt.
6 “I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had ^wturned away and had gone!
My ^{▼▼ Lit soul}heart went out to him as he ^yspoke.
I ^zsearched for him but I did not find him;
I ^aacalled him but he did not answer me.
7 “The ^abwatchmen who make the rounds in the city found me,
They struck me and wounded me;
The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.
8 “I ^acadjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
As to what you will tell him:
For ^adI am lovesick.”

9 ^{▼▼ CHORUS
,} ^{▼▼ Or What is your beloved more than another beloved}“What kind of beloved is your beloved,
O ^agmost beautiful among women?
^{▼▼ Or What is your beloved more than another beloved}What kind of beloved is your beloved,
That thus you adjure us?”

Admiration by the Bride

10 ^{▼▼ BRIDE}“My beloved is dazzling and ^ajruddy,
^{▼▼ Lit Lifted up banner
,} ^alOutstanding among ten thousand.
11 “His head is like gold, pure gold;
His ^amlocks are like clusters of dates
And black as a raven.
12 “His ^aneyes are like doves
Beside streams of water,
Bathed in milk,
And ^{▼▼ Lit sitting upon}reposed in their ^apsetting.
13 “His cheeks are like a ^aqbed of balsam,
Banks of sweet-scented herbs;
His lips are ^arlilies
^asDripping with liquid myrrh.
14 “His hands are rods of gold
Set with ^atberyl;
His abdomen is carved ivory
Inlaid with ^{▼▼ Lit lapis lazuli
,} ^avsapphires.
15 “His legs are pillars of alabaster
Set on pedestals of pure gold;
His appearance is like ^awLebanon
Choice as the ^axcedars.
16 “His ^{▼▼ Lit palate
,} ^azmouth is full of sweetness.
And he is wholly ^badesirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.”