Song of Songs 5:7-9

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

⁷ Making their rounds in the city
    the sentinels found me;
they beat me; they wounded me;
    they took away my mantle,
    those sentinels of the walls.^(A)
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
    if you find my beloved,
tell him this:
    I am faint with love.^(B)

⁹ What is your beloved more than another beloved,
    O fairest among women?
What is your beloved more than another beloved,
    that you thus charge us?^(C)