8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
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 bolt.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My soul had failed me 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 go about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
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 adjure us?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
5:8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
5:8O daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you- if you find my lover, what will you tell him? Tell him I am faint with love.
5:8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
5:8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.
5:8I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ... What will ye tell him? That I am sick of love.
5:8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick with love.
5:8I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends
5:8I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved — What do ye tell him? that I am sick with love!
5:8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick of love.