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The Beloved's Hesitation and Regret
Song of Solomon 5:2-8
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I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3
I have taken off my robe— must I put it back on? I have washed my feet— must I soil them again?
4
My beloved put his hand to the latch; my heart pounded for him.
5
I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.
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I opened for my beloved, but he had turned and gone. My heart sank at his departure. I sought him, but did not find him. I called, but he did not answer.
7
I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls.
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O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
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