Song of Songs 5:2-8

2I slept, but my heart was awake, when I heard my lover knocking and calling: “Open to me, my treasure, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”

3But I responded, “I have taken off my robe. Should I get dressed again? I have washed my feet. Should I get them soiled?”

4My lover tried to unlatch the door, and my heart thrilled within me.

5I jumped up to open the door for my love, and my hands dripped with perfume. My fingers dripped with lovely myrrh as I pulled back the bolt.

6I opened to my lover, but he was gone! My heart sank. I searched for him but could not find him anywhere. I called to him, but there was no reply.

7The night watchmen found me as they made their rounds. They beat and bruised me and stripped off my veil, those watchmen on the walls.

8Make this promise, O women of Jerusalem— If you find my lover, tell him I am weak with love.