Song of Songs 5:2-4 I am a sleepe, but my heart is waking: I heare the voyce of my beloued when he knocketh, saying, Open to me O my sister, my loue, my doue, my dearling: for my head is full of deawe, and the lockes of my heere are full of the nyght doppes

Bishops⁽ⁱ⁾ ² I am a sleepe, but my heart is waking: I heare the voyce of my beloued when he knocketh, saying, Open to me O my sister, my loue, my doue, my dearling: for my head is full of deawe, and the lockes of my heere are full of the nyght doppes ³ I haue put of my coate, howe can I do it on agayne? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I fyle them agayne ⁴ My loue put in his hande at the hole, and my heart was moued within me