4My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
4My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved
2 I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: |Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.|
3 I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?
4 My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left; and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn't find him. I called him, but he didn't 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 bowels yearned 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 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.