Viewing verse 9 of Song Of Solomon 5 (with context)
Read Full Chapter I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
The 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.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.*
¶ What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.*
His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.*
His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.*