2I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night.
3I haue put off my coate, howe shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I defile them?
4My welbeloued put in his hand by the hole of the doore, and mine heart was affectioned toward him.
5I rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre.
Song of Solomon 5
Song of Solomon 5:2-5