Amplified Bible

Song of Solomon 5

The Torment of Separation

(The Bridegroom)

1“I have come into my garden, my sister, my [promised] bride;
I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam and spice [from your sweet words].
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
I have drunk my wine with my milk.
Eat, friends;
Drink and drink deeply, O lovers.”

(The Shulammite Bride)


“I was asleep, but my heart was awake.
A voice [in my dream]! My beloved was knocking:
‘Open to me, my sister, my darling,
My dove, my perfect one!
For my head is drenched with the [heavy night] dew;
My hair [is covered] with the dampness of the night.’

“I had taken off my dress,
How can I put it on again?
I had washed my feet,
How could I get them dirty again?

“My beloved extended his hand through the opening [of the door],
And my feelings were aroused for him.

“I arose to open for my beloved;
And my hands dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with liquid [sweet-scented] myrrh,
On the handles of the bolt.

“I opened for my beloved,
But my beloved had turned away and was gone.
My heart went out to him when he spoke.
I searched for him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he did not answer me.

“The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me.
They struck me, they wounded me;
The guardsmen of the walls took my shawl from me.

“I command that you take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
As to what you tell him—
[Say that] I am sick from love [sick from being without him].”

(The Chorus)


“What is your beloved more than another beloved,
O most beautiful among women?
What is your beloved more than another beloved,
That you should so command us to take an oath?”

Admiration by the Bride

(The Shulammite Bride)

10 
“My beloved is exquisitely handsome and ruddy,
Outstanding among ten thousand.
11 
“His head is like [precious] gold, pure gold;
His hair is [curly] like clusters of dates
And black as a raven.
12 
“His eyes are like doves
Beside streams of water,
Bathed in milk
And reposed in their setting.
13 
“His cheeks are like a bed of balsam,
Banks of sweet, fragrant herbs.
His lips are lilies
Dripping sweet-scented myrrh.
14 
“His hands are rods of gold
Set with beryl;
His abdomen is a figure of carved ivory
Inlaid with sapphires.
15 
“His legs are [strong and steady] pillars of alabaster
Set upon pedestals of fine gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,
Stately and choice as the cedars.
16 
“His mouth is full of sweetness;
Yes, he is altogether lovely and desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.”

New International Reader's Version

Song of Songs 5

The king says

1“My bride, I have come into my garden.
    My sister, I’ve gathered my myrrh and my spice.
I’ve eaten my honeycomb and my honey.
    I’ve drunk my wine and my milk.”

The other women say to the Shulammite woman and to Solomon

“Friends, eat and drink.
    Drink up all the love you want.”

The woman says

“I slept, but my heart was awake.
    Listen! The one who loves me is knocking.
He says, ‘My sister, I love you.
    Open up so I can come in.
You are my dove.
    You are perfect in every way.
My head is soaked with dew.
    The night air has made my hair wet.’

“But I’ve taken off my robe.
    Must I put it on again?
I’ve washed my feet.
    Must I get them dirty again?
My love put his hand through the opening.
    My heart began to pound for him.
I got up to open the door for my love.
    My hands dripped with myrrh.
It flowed from my fingers
    onto the handles of the lock.
I opened the door for my love.
    But he had left and was gone.
    My heart sank because he had left.
I looked for him but didn’t find him.
    I called out to him, but he didn’t answer.
Those on guard duty found me
    as they were walking around in the city.
They beat me. They hurt me.
    Those on guard duty at the walls
    took my coat away from me.
Women of Jerusalem, make me a promise.
    If you find the one who loves me,
    tell him our love has made me weak.”

The other women say

“You are the most beautiful woman of all.
    How is the one you love better than others?
How is he better than anyone else?
    Why do you ask us to make you this promise?”

The woman says

10 “The one who loves me is tanned and handsome.
    He’s the finest man among 10,000.
11 His head is like the purest gold.
    His hair is wavy and as black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves
    by streams of water.
They look as if they’ve been washed in milk.
    They are set like jewels in his head.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spice
    giving off perfume.
His lips are like lilies
    dripping with myrrh.
14 His arms are like rods of gold
    set with topaz.
His body is like polished ivory
    decorated with lapis lazuli.
15 His legs are like pillars of marble
    set on bases of pure gold.
He looks like the finest cedar tree
    in the mountains of Lebanon.
16 His mouth is very sweet.
    Everything about him is delightful.
That’s what the one who loves me is like.
    That’s what my friend is like, women of Jerusalem.”