Song of Songs 5:6-11

⁶I opened up to my love, but he had left—he was gone! I was crushed as a result. I looked for him but I couldn't find him. I called him but he didn't answer.

⁷The watchmen found me as they went through the city. They beat me, they hurt me, and stole my cloak, those watchmen of the walls.

⁸Women of Jerusalem, promise me if you find my love and wonder what you should tell him, tell him I am weak with love.

⁹Why is the one you love better than any other, most beautiful of women? In what way is the one you love better than any other that we should promise you that?

¹⁰My love has dazzling good looks and is very fit—better than ten thousand others!

¹¹His head is like the finest gold, his hair is wavy and black as the raven.