4 My beloved sent forth his hand through the opening,
And my afeelings moaned for him.
5 I arose to open to my beloved;
And my hands adripped with myrrh,
And my fingers with liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.
6 I opened to my beloved,
But my beloved had aturned away and passed by!
My soul went out to him as he bspoke.
I csearched for him, but I did not find him;
I dcalled him, but he did not answer me.