Song of Songs 5:5-7

⁵I got up to open the door for the one who loves me, but first I put a lot of myrrh on my hands. The myrrh was dripping from my fingers while I unlatched the bolt.

⁶I opened the door for the man who loves me, but he had left. He had turned away and was gone! I was very disappointed IDM; I searched for him, but I could not find him. I called him, but he did not answer.

⁷The city watchmen saw me while they were walking around the city. They beat me and wounded me because they thought I must be a prostitute; those men who were guarding the city walls took my robe.