| 1. | I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; to take my myrrh with my spice; my wax with my honey; my wine with my milk. Take meat, O friends; take wine, yes, be overcome with love. |
| 2. | I am sleeping, but my heart is awake; it is the sound of my loved one at the door, saying, Be open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my very beautiful one; my head is wet with dew, and my hair with the drops of the night. |
| 3. | I have put off my coat; how may I put it on? My feet are washed; how may I make them unclean? |
| 4. | My loved one put his hand on the door, and my heart was moved for him. |
| 5. | I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door. |
| 6. | I made the door open to my loved one; but my loved one had taken himself away, and was gone, my soul was feeble when his back was turned on me; I went after him, but I did not come near him; I said his name, but he gave me no answer. |
| 7. | The keepers who go about the town overtook me; they gave me blows and wounds; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. |
| 8. | I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you see my loved one, what will you say to him? That I am overcome with love. |
| 9. | What is your loved one more than another, O fairest among women? What is your loved one more than another, that you say this to us? |
| 10. | My loved one is white and red, the chief among ten thousand. |
| 11. | His head is as the most delicate gold; his hair is thick, and black as a raven. |
| 12. | His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the water streams, washed with milk, and rightly placed. |
| 13. | His face is as beds of spices, giving out perfumes of every sort; his lips like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh. |
| 14. | His hands are as rings of gold ornamented with beryl-stones; his body is as a smooth plate of ivory covered with sapphires. |
| 15. | His legs are as pillars of stone on a base of delicate gold; his looks are as Lebanon, beautiful as the cedar-tree. |
| 16. | His mouth is most sweet; yes, he is all beautiful. This is my loved one, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. |