American Standard Version
Song of Songs 5:2-8
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.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.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with myrrh,And my fingers with liquid myrrh,Upon the handles of the bolt.6I opened to my beloved;But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone.My soul had failed me when he spake:I sought him, but I could not find him;I called him, but he gave me no answer.7The watchmen that go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.8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,If ye find my beloved,That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
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