I have come to my garden-my sister, my bride. I gather my myrrh with my spices. I eat my honeycomb with my honey. I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink, be intoxicated with love!
References for Song of Songs 5:1
I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My love is knocking! Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with droplets of the night.
References for Song of Songs 5:2
I have taken off my clothing. How can I put it back on? I have washed my feet. How can I get them dirty?
References for Song of Songs 5:3
My love thrust his hand through the opening, and my feelings were stirred for him.
I rose to open for my love. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.
I opened to my love, but my love had turned and gone away. I was crushed that he had left. I sought him, but did not find him. I called him, but he did not answer.
References for Song of Songs 5:6
The guards who go about the city found me. They beat and wounded me; they took my cloak from me- the guardians of the walls.
References for Song of Songs 5:7