Song of Solomon 5:2-5

²I slept, but my heart was awake: there was the voice of my beloved that knocked, “Open for me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my guiltless one; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.”

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

⁴My friend stretched forth his hand through the opening, and my inmost parts were moved for him.

⁵I rose up myself to open for my friend; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with fluid myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.