NET Bible
"I arose to open for my beloved; my hands dripped with myrrh– my fingers flowed with myrrh on the handles of the lock."
— Song Of Solomon 5:5, NET Bible
“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.”
“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 rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.”
“I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.”
“I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door.”
“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.”
The Trials of Love: The Beloved’s Dream of Losing Her LoverThe Beloved about Her Lover: I was asleep, but my mind was dreaming. Listen! My lover is knocking at the door! The Lover to His Beloved:“Open for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one! My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
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?”
My lover thrust his hand through the hole, and my feelings were stirred for him.
I arose to open for my beloved; my hands dripped with myrrh– my fingers flowed with myrrh on the handles of the lock.
I opened for my beloved, but my lover had already turned and gone away. I fell into despair when he departed. I looked for him but did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.
The watchmen found me as they made their rounds in the city. They beat me, they bruised me; they took away my cloak, those watchmen on the walls!
The Triumph of Love: The Beloved Praises Her LoverThe Beloved to the Maidens: I admonish you, O maidens of Jerusalem– If you find my beloved, what will you tell him? Tell him that I am lovesick!