2.
The answer of the Beloved
5:1
S.S. 5
:1
5:1
I have come into my
agarden, my
1sister,
my bride;
I have gathered my
bmyrrh with my spice;
I have eaten my honeycomb with my
choney;
I have drunk my wine with my milk.
Eat, O
2friends;
Drink, and drink deeply, O beloved ones!
IV.
Called more strongly to live within the veil through the cross after resurrection
5:2—6:13
A.
The stronger call of the cross after resurrection and her failure
5:2—6:3
1.
The Beloved's calling
5:2
S.S. 5
:2
5:2
I 1sleep, but my heart is awake.
A sound! My beloved is
aknocking.
2Open to me, my sister, my love,
My
bdove, my perfect one;
For my head is drenched with dew,
My locks with the
cdrops of night.
2.
Her refusal
5:3
S.S. 5
:3
5:3
I have
1put off my garment;
How can I put it on
again?
I have
1washed my feet;
How can I dirty them
again?
3.
Her opening of the door
5:4-5
S.S. 5
:4
5:4
My beloved put his
1hand into the opening
of the door,
And my inner parts yearned for him.
S.S. 5
:5
5:5
I rose up to
1open to my beloved;
And my hands dripped with
amyrrh,
My fingers with liquid myrrh,
Upon the handles of the bolt.
4.
The Beloved's hiding
5:6
S.S. 5
:6
5:6
I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had withdrawn; he was gone.
My soul failed when he spoke;
I sought
ahim, but found him not;
I called him — he answered me not.
5.
Her being wounded
5:7
S.S. 5
:7
5:7
The awatchmen who go about the city found me.
They struck me; they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls took my veil from me.
6.
Her seeking help from the common believers
5:8
S.S. 5
:8
5:8
I adjure, O
1adaughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
What shall you tell him?
That I am
bsick with love.
7.
The first question asked of her
5:9
S.S. 5
:9
5:9
What is your beloved more than
some other’s beloved,
O you most beautiful among women?
What is your beloved more than
some other’s beloved,
That you adjure us so?
8.
Her impression of her Beloved
5:10-16
S.S. 5
:10
5:10
My beloved is
1dazzling white yet ruddy,
2Distinguished among ten thousand.
S.S. 5
:11
5:11
His 1head is the finest gold;
His
alocks are wavy,
As black as a raven.
S.S. 5
:12
5:12
aHis 1eyes are like doves
Beside the streams of water,
Bathed in milk,
Fitly set.
S.S. 5
:13
5:13
His 1cheeks are like a bed of spices,
Mounds of sweetly fragrant herbs;
His lips are lilies,
Dripping with liquid
amyrrh.
S.S. 5
:14
5:14
His 1hands are tubes of gold,
Set with beryl;
His belly is an ivory work,
Overlaid with sapphires.
S.S. 5
:15
5:15
His 1legs are pillars of white marble,
Set upon bases of gold;
His appearance is like Lebanon,
As excellent as the cedars.
S.S. 5
:16
5:16
His amouth is sweetness itself,
And he is altogether desirable.
This is my beloved, and this is my friend,
O
bdaughters of Jerusalem.
