Song of Solomon 5:3-7

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.