Song of Songs 5:5-7

New International Reader's Version

⁵ I got up to open the door for my love.
    My hands dripped with myrrh.
It flowed from my fingers
    onto the handles of the lock.
⁶ I opened the door for my love.
    But he had left and was gone.
    My heart sank because he had left.
I looked for him but didn’t find him.
    I called out to him, but he didn’t answer.
⁷ Those on guard duty found me
    as they were walking around in the city.
They beat me. They hurt me.
    Those on guard duty at the walls
    took my coat away from me.