Song of Solomon 5:6-12

⁶I indeed opened for my beloved; but my beloved had vanished, and was gone: my soul had failed me while he was speaking; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he answered me not.

⁷Then found me the watchmen that walked about the city; they smote me, they wounded me: they took away my vail from me, they that watched the walls.

⁸I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? that I am sick of love.—

⁹What is thy friend more than another's friend, O thou fairest of women? what is thy friend more than another's friend, that thus thou adjurest us?—

¹⁰My friend is white and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.

¹¹His head is bright as the finest gold, his locks are like waving foliage, and black as a raven.

¹²His eyes are like those of doves by streamlets of waters, bathed in milk, well fitted in their setting.