5:1  I have come into My garden, My dearly beloved, 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.

5:2  I sleep, but my heart is awake. Hark! My Beloved knocks, saying, "Open to Me, My dearly beloved, My love, My dove, My undefiled; for My head is filled with dew, My locks with the moisture of the night."

5:3  I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on again? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

5:4  My Beloved put in His hand by the latchet of the door, and my heart was thrilled within me for Him.

5:5  I rose up to open for my Beloved; and my hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers flowing with myrrh on the handles of the lock.

5:6  I opened for my Beloved, but my Beloved had turned away and was gone. My soul failed me when He spoke; I sought Him, but I could not find Him. I called Him, but He did not answer me.

5:7  The watchmen who went about the city found me and struck me; they wounded me. The keepers of the wall took away my cloak from me.

5:8  I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my Beloved, what will you tell Him? That I am sick with love.

5:9  What is your Beloved more than another beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your Beloved more than another beloved, that you adjure us so?

5:10  My Beloved is shimmering and ruddy, preeminent above ten thousand.

5:11  His head is like refined gold; His locks are curly, black as a raven.

5:12  His eyes are like doves, beside streams of water, bathed in milk, and fitly set.

5:13  His cheeks are like a bed of spices, towers of sweet aromatic herbs. His lips are as lilies dripping with flowing myrrh.

5:14  His hands are like rods of gold set with beryl; His body is as polished ivory overlaid with sapphires.

5:15  His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold; His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

5:16  His mouth is most sweet; yea, He is altogether lovely. This is my Beloved, and this is my Friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.