Song of solomon 5 : 1 (YLT)
I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!
Song of solomon 5 : 2 (YLT)
I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled *with dew, My locks with drops of the night.`
Song of solomon 5 : 3 (YLT)
I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?
Song of solomon 5 : 4 (YLT)
My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.
Song of solomon 5 : 5 (YLT)
I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
Song of solomon 5 : 6 (YLT)
I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.
Song of solomon 5 : 7 (YLT)
The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.
Song of solomon 5 : 8 (YLT)
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I *am sick with love!
Song of solomon 5 : 9 (YLT)
What *is thy beloved above any beloved, O fair among women? What is thy beloved above any beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?
Song of solomon 5 : 10 (YLT)
My beloved *is clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!
Song of solomon 5 : 11 (YLT)
His head *is pure gold -- fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,
Song of solomon 5 : 12 (YLT)
His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.
Song of solomon 5 : 13 (YLT)
His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips *are lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,
Song of solomon 5 : 14 (YLT)
His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,
Song of solomon 5 : 15 (YLT)
His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
Song of solomon 5 : 16 (YLT)
His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This *is my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!
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