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My beloved sent forth his hand through the opening,
And my [a](A)feelings moaned for him.
I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands (B)dripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with [b]liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.
I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had (C)turned away and passed by!
My soul went out to him as he (D)spoke.
I (E)searched for him, but I did not find him;
I (F)called him, but he did not answer me.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 5:4 Lit bowels
  2. Song of Songs 5:5 Lit passing