22:005:005 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
22:005:006 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
22:005:007 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
22:005:008 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
22:005:009 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
22:005:010 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
22:005:011 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
22:005:012 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
22:005:013 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
22:005:014 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.