Song of Songs 5:4-6

4My love thrust his hand through the opening, and my feelings were stirred for him.

5I rose to open for my love. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.

6I opened to my love, but my love had turned and gone away. My heart sank because he had left. I sought him, but did not find him. I called him, but he did not answer.