Song of Solomon 5:3-14

³I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?

⁴My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.

⁵I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.

⁶I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.

⁷The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

⁸I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.

⁹What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?

¹⁰My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.

¹¹His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.

¹²His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.

¹³His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.

¹⁴His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.