I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, on the handles of the lock. Treasury of Scripture rose Songs 5:2 I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love... Luke 12:36 And you yourselves like to men that wait for their lord, when he will return from the wedding; that when he comes and knocks... Ephesians 3:17 That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love, Revelation 3:20 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him... my hands Songs 5:13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. Songs 3:6 Who is this that comes out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense... Songs 4:13,14 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard... 2 Corinthians 7:7,9-11 And not by his coming only, but by the consolation with which he was comforted in you, when he told us your earnest desire... sweet smelling
Context The Bride Searches for Her Beloved
2I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, 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. 3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? 4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. 5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, on the handles of the lock. 6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. 7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. 8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him, that I am sick of love. Parallel Verses American Standard Version
I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands droppeth with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.
Douay-Rheims Bible
I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
Darby Bible Translation
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.
King James Bible
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.
Young's Literal Translation
I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
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