The Groom
Song of Songs 5, verse 1. 1I came into my garden, O my sister, my bride;
I harvested my myrrh with my spices;
I ate my bread with my honey
And drank my wine with my milk.
O friends, eat and drink,
And O brothers, drink abundantly.
The Bride
Song of Songs 5, verse 2. 2I sleep, but my heart keeps watch;
The voice of my beloved—he knocks at the door!
“Open to me, my sister, my companion,
My dove, my perfect one;
For my head is wet with dew,
And my locks of hair with the drops of the night.”
Song of Songs 5, verse 3. 3I have taken off my tunic; how can I put it back on?
I have washed my feet; how can I dirty them?
Song of Songs 5, verse 4. 4My beloved put his hand by the opening of the door,
And my heart was stirred by him.
Song of Songs 5, verse 5. 5I arose to open to my beloved;
My hands dripped with myrrh,
My fingers with choice myrrh,
Upon the handles of the door.
Song of Songs 5, verse 6. 6I opened it for my beloved,
But my beloved had passed by.
My soul went after him because of his word,
And I sought him, but did not find him;
I called him, but he did not answer me.
Song of Songs 5, verse 7. 7The watchmen who encircled the city found me.
They struck and wounded me;
The guards of the walls removed my veil.
Song of Songs 5, verse 8. 8I implore you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
By the hosts and powers of the field,
If you find my beloved, what should you tell him?
That I am wounded with love.
Companions
Song of Songs 5, verse 9. 9What is your beloved more than another beloved,
My beautiful one among women?
What is your beloved more than another beloved,
That you implore us?
The Bride
Song of Songs 5, verse 10. 10My beloved is a shining and fiery light,
Chosen from countless thousands.
Song of Songs 5, verse 11. 11His head is like refined gold;
His locks of hair are shiny and black,
Like a raven's feathers.
Song of Songs 5, verse 12. 12His eyes are like those of doves
Sitting by pools of water,
Having eyes bathed in milk and fitly set.
Song of Songs 5, verse 13. 13His cheeks are like bowls of spices
Pouring forth perfumes.
His lips are lilies dripping choice myrrh.
Song of Songs 5, verse 14. 14His hands are like elaborate gold
Set with precious stones.
His stomach is like an ivory tablet
Inlaid with sapphire stones.
Song of Songs 5, verse 15. 15His legs are like pillars of marble
Established on golden feet.
His appearance is like Lebanon,
Choice as the cedar trees.
Song of Songs 5, verse 16. 16His mouth is most sweet and altogether desirable.
This is my beloved, my companion,
O daughters of Jerusalem!