Verse 5
Song of Songs 5:5
Young's Literal Translation
5
I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
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Chapter 5 Context
1
I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten m...
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2
I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! 'Open to me, my sister, my fri...
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3
I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?
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4
My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.
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5
I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the hand...
6
I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I...
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7
The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifte...
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8
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I [am...
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9
What [is] thy beloved above [any] beloved, O fair among women? What [is] thy beloved above [any] bel...
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10
My beloved [is] clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!
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11
His head [is] pure gold -- fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,
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12
His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.
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13
His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips [are] lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,
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14
His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,
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15
His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as t...
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16
His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This [is] my beloved, and this my friend, O daug...
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