SONG OF SOLOMON
Chapter 5
Song | Noyes | 5:1 | [Lov.] I am come to my garden, my sister, my spouse! I gather my myrrh with my balsam, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends! Drink, yea, drink abundantly, my loved companions! | |
Song | Noyes | 5:2 | [M.] I slept, but my heart was awake; It was the voice of my beloved, who was knocking: "Open to me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is filled with dew, And my locks with the drops of the night." | |
Song | Noyes | 5:3 | "I have taken off my vest [said I]; How shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; How shall I soil them?" | |
Song | Noyes | 5:5 | I rose up to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with self-flowing myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt. | |
Song | Noyes | 5:6 | I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. I was not in my senses while he spake with me! I sought him, but could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. | |
Song | Noyes | 5:7 | The watchmen that go about the city found me; They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away from me my veil. | |
Song | Noyes | 5:8 | I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem! If ye should find my beloved,—What will ye tell him? That I am sick with love. | |
Song | Noyes | 5:9 | [Lad.] What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women! What is thy beloved more than another beloved, That thus thou dost charge us? | |
Song | Noyes | 5:11 | His head is as the most fine gold; His locks waving palm-branches, Black as a raven; | |
Song | Noyes | 5:13 | His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Like beds of spices; His lips are lilies Dropping self-flowing myrrh; | |
Song | Noyes | 5:14 | His hands are gold rings set with chrysolite; His body is wrought-work of ivory, overlaid with sapphires; | |
Song | Noyes | 5:15 | His legs are marble pillars, resting on pedestals of fine gold; His aspect is like Lebanon, Majestic like the cedars; | |