Canticle of Canticles 5

¹ I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride;

² I was sleeping, but my heart kept vigil;

³ I have taken off my robe,

⁴ My lover put his hand through the opening;

⁵ I rose to open to my lover,

⁶ I opened to my lover-

⁷ The watchmen came upon me

⁸ I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

⁹ How does your lover differ from any other,

¹⁰ My lover is radiant and ruddy;

¹¹ His head is pure gold;

¹² His eyes are like doves

¹³ His cheeks are like beds of spice

¹⁴ His arms are rods of gold

¹⁵ His legs are columns of marble

¹⁶ His mouth is sweetness itself;