1 I have 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. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved

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

2 I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.”

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.”

3 I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?

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

4 M y beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.

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

5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

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

6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left; and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn’t find him. I called him, but he didn’t answer.

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.

7 T he watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.

The 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.

8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends

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

9 H ow is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you do so adjure us? Beloved

What 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

10 M y beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.

My beloved is white and ruddy, Chief among ten thousand.

11 H is head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.

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

12 H is eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, washed with milk, mounted like jewels.

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

13 H is cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

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

14 H is hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires.

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

15 H is legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

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

16 H is mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem.

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