[1] I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my

[1] I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my
myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have
drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink
abundantly, beloved. Beloved [2] I was asleep, but my heart was awake.
It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: Open to me, my sister, my
love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My hair
with the dampness of the night. [3] I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must
I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them? [4] My
beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded
for him. [5] I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with
myrrh, My fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock. [6]
I opened to my beloved; But my beloved left; gone away. My heart went
out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn`t find him. I called
him, but he didn`t answer. [7] The watchmen who go about the city found me.
They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my
cloak away from me. [8] I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you
find my beloved, That you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends
[9] How is your beloved better than another beloved, You fairest among
women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, That you do so
adjure us? Beloved [10] My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among
ten thousand. [11] His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy,
black as a raven. [12] His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks,
Washed with milk, mounted like jewels. [13] His cheeks are like a bed of
spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping
liquid myrrh. [14] His hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His
body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires. [15] His legs are like
pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like
Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. [16] His mouth is sweetness; Yes, he
is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend,
Daughters of Jerusalem. Friends