Canticle of Canticles 5

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	NEW AMERICAN BIBLE
1 Bride: "May my beloved enter into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees."	1 I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride;
2 Groom to Bride: "I have arrived in my garden, O my sister, my spouse. I have harvested my myrrh, with my aromatic oils. I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey. I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, O most beloved."	2 I was sleeping, but my heart kept vigil;
3 Bride: "I sleep, yet my heart watches. The voice of my beloved knocking:"	3 I have taken off my robe,
4 Groom to Bride: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my immaculate one. For my head is full of dew, and the locks of my hair are full of the drops of the night."	4 My lover put his hand through the opening;
5 Bride: "I have taken off my tunic; how shall I be clothed in it? I have washed my feet; how shall I spoil them?"	5 I rose to open to my lover,
6 "My beloved put his hand through the window, and my inner self was moved by his touch."	6 I opened to my lover-
7 "I rose up in order to open to my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the finest myrrh."	7 The watchmen came upon me
8 "I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved. But he had turned aside and had gone away. My soul melted when he spoke. I sought him, and did not find him. I called, and he did not answer me."	8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
9 "The keepers who circulate through the city found me. They struck me, and wounded me. The keepers of the walls took my veil away from me."	9 How does your lover differ from any other,
10 "I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, announce to him that I languish through love."	10 My lover is radiant and ruddy;
11 Chorus to Bride: "What kind of beloved is your beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of beloved is your beloved, so that you would bind us by oath?"	11 His head is pure gold;
12 Bride: "My beloved is white and ruddy, elect among thousands."	12 His eyes are like doves
13 "His head is like the finest gold. His locks are like the heights of palm trees, and as black as a raven."	13 His cheeks are like beds of spice
14 "His eyes are like doves, which have been washed with milk over rivulets of waters, and which reside near plentiful streams."	14 His arms are rods of gold
15 "His cheeks are like a courtyard of aromatic plants, sown by perfumers. His lips are like lilies, dripping with the best myrrh."	15 His legs are columns of marble
16 "His hands are smoothed gold, full of hyacinths. His abdomen is ivory, accented with sapphires."	16 His mouth is sweetness itself;
17 Chorus to Bride: "Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned aside, so that we may seek him with you?"