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The Beloved's Hesitation and Regret
Song of Solomon 5:2-8
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I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled with dew, My locks with drops of the night.'
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I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?
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My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.
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I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
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I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew--he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.
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The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.
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I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved--What do ye tell him? that I am sick with love!
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