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The watchmen making their[a] rounds
    through the city found me.
They beat me, they bruised me.
    Those guarding the walls took my cloak[b] from me.

I charge you, young women of Jerusalem,
    “If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him?
        Tell him[c] that I’m weak with love.”

The Young Women

What is so special about your beloved,[d]
    most beautiful of women?
What is so special about your beloved,
    that you charge us like this?

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:7 The Heb. lacks their
  2. Song of Solomon 5:7 Or shawl
  3. Song of Solomon 5:8 The Heb. lacks Tell him
  4. Song of Solomon 5:9 Or How is your beloved better than other beloveds