“I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands (A)dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with [a]liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the bolt.
“I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had (B)turned away and had gone!
My [b]heart went out to him as he (C)spoke.
I (D)searched for him but I did not find him;
I (E)called him but he did not answer me.
“The (F)watchmen 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.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:5 Lit passing
  2. Song of Solomon 5:6 Lit soul