4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door; And my bowels yearned for him.
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door; And my bowels yearned for him.
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, beloved ones!
2 I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
3 I have put off my tunic, how should I put it on? I have washed my feet, how should I pollute them? —
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door; And my bowels yearned for him.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the lock.
6 I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself; he was gone: My soul went forth when he spoke. I sought him, but I found him not; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door,] and my bowels were moved for him.
5:4My lover thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him.
5:4My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door , And my heart was moved for him.
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my heart was moved for him.
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
5:4My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
5:4My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.
5:4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.