Song of Solomon 5:5 CPDV

³  Bride: I sleep, yet my heart watches. The voice of my beloved knocking:

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.

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?

⁶  My beloved put his hand through the window, and my inner self was moved by his touch.

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.