3. I have put off my robe; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how could I soil them?
4. My beloved put in his hand by the latch of the door, and my heart was thrilled for him.
5. I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6. I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7. The watchmen that went about the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick with love.
9. What is your beloved more than another beloved, O you fairest among women? what is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?
10. My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.