NASB
""I have taken off my dress, How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet, How can I dirty them again?"
— Song Of Solomon 5:3, NASB
“I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?”
“I have put off my garment; 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 have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers."
"I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: 'Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.'
"I have taken off my dress, How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet, How can I dirty them again?
"My beloved extended his hand through the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him.
"I arose to open to my beloved; And my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the bolt.
"I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him but I did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.