American Standard Version
"I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? "
— Song Of Solomon 5:3, American Standard Version
“I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?”
“I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?”
“The Beloved to Her Lover:“I have already taken off my robe– must I put it on again? I have already washed my feet– must I soil them again?””
“I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?”
“I have put off my coat; how may I put it on? My feet are washed; how may I make them unclean?”
“I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?”
I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
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.
I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
My beloved put in his hand by the holeof the door, And my heart was moved for him.
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.
I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone.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.