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Song of Solomon 5

The Complete Jewish Bible CJB

1 [He] My sister, my bride, I have entered my garden; I am gathering my myrrh and my spices; I am eating my honeycomb along with my honey; I am drinking my wine as well as my milk. [Chorus] Eat, friends, and drink, until you are drunk with love!

2 [She] I am asleep, but my heart is awake. Listen! I hear my darling knocking! [He] Open for me, my sister, my love, my dove, my flawless one! For my head is wet with dew, my hair with the moisture of the night.

3 [She] I've removed my coat; must I put it back on? I've washed my feet; must I dirty them again?

4 The man I love put his hand through the hole by the door-latch, and my heart began pounding at the thought of him.

5 I got up to open for the man I love. My hands were dripping with myrrh pure myrrh ran off my fingers onto the handle of the bolt.

6 I opened for my darling, but my darling had turned and gone. My heart had failed me when he spoke I sought him, but I couldn't find him; I called him, but he didn't answer.

7 The watchmen roaming the city found me; they beat me, they wounded me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls!

8 I charge you, daughters of Yerushalayim, that if you find the man I love, what are you to tell him? That I am sick with love.

9 [Chorus] How does the man you love differ from any other, you most beautiful of women? How does the man you love differ from any other, that you should give us this charge?

10 [She] The man I love is radiant and ruddy; he stands out among ten thousand.

11 His head is like the finest gold; his locks are wavy and black as a raven.

12 His eyes are like doves by running streams, bathed in milk and set just right.

13 His cheeks are like beds of spices, like banks of fragrant herbs. His lips are like lilies dripping with sweet myrrh.

14 His arms are rods of gold set with beryl, his body polished ivory adorned with sapphires.

15 His legs are like pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like the L'vanon, as imposing as the cedars.

16 His words are sweetness itself; he is altogether desirable. This is my darling, and this is my friend, daughters of Yerushalayim.

The Message Bible MSG

1 I went to my garden, dear friend, best lover! breathed the sweet fragrance. I ate the fruit and honey, I drank the nectar and wine. Celebrate with me, friends! Raise your glasses - "To life! To love!"

2 I was sound asleep, but in my dreams I was wide awake. Oh, listen! It's the sound of my lover knocking, calling! "Let me in, dear companion, dearest friend, my dove, consummate lover! I'm soaked with the dampness of the night, drenched with dew, shivering and cold."

3 "But I'm in my nightgown - do you expect me to get dressed? I'm bathed and in bed - do you want me to get dirty?"

4 But my lover wouldn't take no for an answer, and the longer he knocked, the more excited I became.

5 I got up to open the door to my lover, sweetly ready to receive him, Desiring and expectant as I turned the door handle.

6 But when I opened the door he was gone. My loved one had tired of waiting and left. And I died inside - oh, I felt so bad! I ran out looking for him But he was nowhere to be found. I called into the darkness - but no answer.

7 The night watchmen found me as they patrolled the streets of the city. They slapped and beat and bruised me, ripping off my clothes, These watchmen, who were supposed to be guarding the city.

8 I beg you, sisters in Jerusalem - if you find my lover, Please tell him I want him, that I'm heartsick with love for him.

9 What's so great about your lover, fair lady? What's so special about him that you beg for our help?

10 My dear lover glows with health - red-blooded, radiant! He's one in a million. There's no one quite like him!

11 My golden one, pure and untarnished, with raven black curls tumbling across his shoulders.

12 His eyes are like doves, soft and bright, but deep-set, brimming with meaning, like wells of water.

13 His face is rugged, his beard smells like sage, His voice, his words, warm and reassuring.

14 Fine muscles ripple beneath his skin, quiet and beautiful. His torso is the work of a sculptor, hard and smooth as ivory.

15 He stands tall, like a cedar, strong and deep-rooted, A rugged mountain of a man, aromatic with wood and stone.

16 His words are kisses, his kisses words. Everything about him delights me, thrills me through and through! That's my lover, that's my man, dear Jerusalem sisters.