1	I am come# into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered# my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten# my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk# my wine with my milk: eat# , O friends; drink# , yea, drink abundantly# , O beloved. [yea...: or, and be drunken with loves]
			2	I sleep, but my heart waketh# : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh# , saying , Open# to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled# with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
			3	I have put off# my coat; how shall I put it on# ? I have washed# my feet; how shall I defile# them?
			4	My beloved put in# his hand by the hole of the door , and my bowels were moved# for him. [for him: or, (as some read) in me]
			5	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. [sweet...: Heb. passing, or, running about]
			6	I opened# to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn# himself, and was gone# : my soul failed# when he spake# : I sought# him, but I could not find# him; I called# him, but he gave me no answer# .
			7	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.
			8	I charge# you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find# my beloved, that ye tell# him, that I am sick# of love. [that ye: Heb. what, etc]
			9	What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge# us?
			10	My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest# among ten thousand. [the chiefest: Heb. a standard-bearer]
			11	His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. [bushy: or, curled]
			12	His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed# with milk, and fitly set# # . [fitly...: Heb. sitting in fulness, that is, fitly placed, and set as a precious stone in the foil of a ring]
			13	His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping# sweet smelling# myrrh. [sweet flowers: or, towers of perfumes]
			14	His hands are as gold rings set# with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid# with sapphires.
			15	His legs are as pillars of marble, set# upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent# as the cedars.
			16	His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. [mouth: Heb. palate]