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Domenica, 19 maggio 2024 - San Celestino V - Pietro di Morrone ( Letture di oggi)

Canticle of Canticles 5


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1 I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride;1 Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
2 I was sleeping, but my heart kept vigil;2 I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
3 I have taken off my robe,3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
4 My lover put his hand through the opening;4 My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
5 I rose to open to my lover,5 I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
6 I opened to my lover-6 I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
7 The watchmen came upon me7 The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
9 How does your lover differ from any other,9 What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
10 My lover is radiant and ruddy;10 My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
11 His head is pure gold;11 His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves12 His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spice13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrb.
14 His arms are rods of gold14 His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
15 His legs are columns of marble15 His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
16 His mouth is sweetness itself;16 His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
17 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?