Song of Solomon 5:3
“She is now awakened from sleep by him, although she was keeping watch with her heart so that she might hear his voice at once when he knocked. But while she was rising, she experienced a delay, because she could not match the swiftness of the Word. While she was opening the door, the Word passed by. She went out at hi…”
Source: Septuagint
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
Preparing…
Preparing…
Preparing…
1Let my kinsman come down into his garden, And eat the fruit of his choice berries. I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spices; I have eaten my bread with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; Yea, brethren, drink abundantly.
2I sleep, but my heart is awake: The voice of my kinsman knocks at the door, saying, Open, open to me, my companion, my sister, My dove, my perfect one: For my head is filled with dew, And my locks with the drops of the night.
— Song of Solomon 5:3 —
4My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole of the door, And my belly was moved for him.
5I rose up to open to my kinsman; My hands dropped myrrh, My fingers choice myrrh, On the handles of the lock.