5:1 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

5:2 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.

5:3 I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?

5:4 My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.

5:5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, My fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock.

5:6 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.

5:7 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.

5:8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends

5:9 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

5:10 My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.

5:11 His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.

5:12 His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, Washed with milk, mounted like jewels.

5:13 His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

5:14 His hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires.

5:15 His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.