NASB
""The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me."
— Song Of Solomon 5:7, NASB
“The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.”
“The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me. ”
“The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from 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 keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.”
“The keepers who go about the town overtook me; they gave me blows and wounds; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.”
“The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.”
"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.
"The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.
"I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, As to what you will tell him: For I am lovesick."
"What kind of beloved is your beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of beloved is your beloved, That thus you adjure us?"
"My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Outstanding among ten thousand.