1 I have come to 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. (To His Friends) Eat, O friends! Drink, yes, drink deeply, O beloved ones! The Shulamite’s Troubled Evening The Shulamite

I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride: 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 is awake; It is the voice of my beloved! He knocks, saying, “Open for me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one; For my head is covered with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.”

I was asleep, but my heart waked: 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, My locks with the drops of the night.

3 I have taken off my robe; How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet; How can I defile them?

I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

4 M y beloved put his hand By the latch of the door, And my heart yearned for him.

My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, And my heart was moved for him.

5 I arose to open for my beloved, And my hands dripped with myrrh, My fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock.

I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands droppeth with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.

6 I opened for my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and was gone. My heart leaped up when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone.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

7 T he watchmen who went about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls Took my veil away from me.

The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.

8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him I am lovesick! The Daughters of Jerusalem

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.

9 W hat is your beloved More than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved More than another beloved, That you so charge us? The Shulamite

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 adjure us?

10 M y beloved is white and ruddy, Chief among ten thousand.

My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.

11 H is head is like the finest gold; His locks are wavy, And black as a raven.

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

12 H is eyes are like doves By the rivers of waters, Washed with milk, And fitly set.

His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, and fitly set.

13 H is cheeks are like a bed of spices, Banks of scented herbs. His lips are lilies, Dripping liquid myrrh.

His cheeks are as a bed of spices, As banks of sweet herbs: His lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

14 H is hands are rods of gold Set with beryl. His body is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.

His hands are as rings of gold set with beryl: His body is as ivory work overlaid with sapphires.

15 H is legs are pillars of marble Set on bases of fine gold. His countenance is like Lebanon, Excellent as the cedars.

His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

16 H is mouth is most sweet, Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, And this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!

His mouth is most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.