Song of Solomon 5:4-12
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4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
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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.
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6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
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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.
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8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
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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?
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10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
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11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
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12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.