Song of Songs 5:3-10

³I have unclothed me of my coat; how shall I be clothed therein? I have washed my feet; how shall I defoul them?

⁴My darling put his hand by an hole in the door; and my womb trembled at the touching thereof.

⁵I rose, for to open to my darling; mine hands dropped myrrh, and my fingers were full of myrrh most proved.

⁶I opened the wicket of my door to my darling; and he had bowed away, and had passed forth. My soul was melted, as the darling spake; I sought, and I found not him; I called, and he answered not to me.

⁷The keepers that compassed the city found me; they smote me, and wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my mantle.

⁸Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I beseech you by an holy thing, if ye have found my darling, that ye tell to him, that I am sick for love.

⁹A! thou fairest of women, of what manner condition is thy darling of the beloved? of what manner condition is thy darling of a darling? for thou hast so besought us by an holy thing.

¹⁰My darling is white and ruddy; chosen of thousands.