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title: Song of Solomon 5
slug: kjv/song-of-solomon-5
createdAt: 2024-08-21T02:18:41.993Z
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**1 **I am come into my garden, my sister, *my* spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

**2 **I sleep, but my heart waketh: *it is* the voice of my beloved that knocketh, *saying*, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, *and* my locks with the drops of the night.

**3 **I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

**4 **My beloved put in his hand by the hole *of the door*, and my bowels were moved for him.

**5 **I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped *with* myrrh, and my fingers *with* sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.

**6 **I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, *and* was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

**7 **The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

**8 **I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I *am* sick of love.

**9 **What *is* thy beloved more than *another* beloved, O thou fairest among women? what *is* thy beloved more than *another* beloved, that thou dost so charge us?

**10 **My beloved *is* white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.

**11 **His head *is as* the most fine gold, his locks *are* bushy, *and* black as a raven.

**12 **His eyes *are* as *the eyes* of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, *and* fitly set.

**13 **His cheeks *are* as a bed of spices, *as* sweet flowers: his lips *like* lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

**14 **His hands *are as* gold rings set with the beryl: his belly *is as* bright ivory overlaid *with* sapphires.

**15 **His legs *are as* pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance *is* as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

**16 **His mouth *is* most sweet: yea, he *is* altogether lovely. This *is* my beloved, and this *is* my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.