5Verse 1Let my kinsman come down into his garden,Verse 2I sleep, but my heart is awake:Verse 3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on?Verse 4My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole of the door,Verse 5I rose up to open to my kinsman;Verse 6I opened to my kinsman;Verse 7The watchmen that go their rounds in the city found me,Verse 8I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem,Verse 9What is thy kinsman more than another kinsman,Verse 10My kinsman is white and ruddy,Verse 11His head is as very fine gold,Verse 12His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters,Verse 13His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes:Verse 14His hands are as turned gold set with beryl:Verse 15His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets:Verse 16His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable.
Song of Solomon 5 — ENGLXXUP
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