Song of Songs 5:2-8 I was asleep, but my heart waked: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.

ASV⁽ⁱ⁾ ² I was asleep, but my heart waked:
It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying],
Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;
For my head is filled with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night.
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 beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door],
And my heart was moved for him. ⁵ I rose up to open to my beloved;
And my hands dropped with myrrh,
And my fingers with liquid myrrh,
Upon the handles of the bolt. ⁶ I opened to my beloved;
But my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone.
My soul had failed me when he spake:
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer. ⁷ The watchmen that go about the city found me,
They smote me, they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me. ⁸ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If ye find my beloved,
That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.