Songs:5:2-5

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* I sleep , but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh , saying , Open to me , my sister , my love , my dove , my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew , and my locks with the drops of the night . * I have put off my coat ; how shall I put it on ? I have washed my feet ; how shall I defile them ? * My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door , and my bowels were moved for him . * I rose up to open to my beloved ; and my hands dropped with myrrh , and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh , upon the handles of the lock .

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