שַׁעַר אֲשֶׁר נִסְגַּר קוּמָה פְּתָחֵהוּ
וּצְבִי אֲשֶׁר בָּרַח אֵלַי שְׁלָחֵהוּ
לְיוֹם בּוֹאֲךָ עָדַי לָלִין בְּבֵין שָׁדַי
שָׁם רֵיחֲךָ הַטּוֹב עָלַי תְּנִיחֵהוּ
מַה זֶּה דְמוּת דּוֹדֵךְ כַּלָּה יְפֵה-פִיָה
כִּי תֹאמְרִי אֵלַי שִׁלְחָה וְקָחֵהוּ
הַהוּא יְפֵה עַיִן אָדֹם וְטוֹב רֹאִי
רֵעִי וְדוֹדִי זֶה קוּמָה מְשָׁחֵהוּ
[Zion:]
“The gate that was shut - oh, arise and open it!
The gazelle that ran away - oh, send him to me!
On the day You come to me and lie between my breasts
Your fragrance will rest upon me.”
[God:]
“Lovely bride, what shape has your beloved
That you say to Me: ‘Send for him and bring him’?
Is he the bright-eyed one, ruddy and handsome?”
[Zion:]
“That is my darling, that is my beloved. Oh, rise and anoint him.”
(ב) אֲנִ֥י יְשֵׁנָ֖ה וְלִבִּ֣י עֵ֑ר ק֣וֹל ׀ דּוֹדִ֣י דוֹפֵ֗ק פִּתְחִי־לִ֞י אֲחֹתִ֤י רַעְיָתִי֙ יוֹנָתִ֣י תַמָּתִ֔י שֶׁרֹּאשִׁי֙ נִמְלָא־טָ֔ל קְוֻצּוֹתַ֖י רְסִ֥יסֵי לָֽיְלָה׃
I was asleep, but my heart was wakeful. Hark, my beloved knocks!
“Let me in, my own, my darling, my faultless dove! For my head is drenched with dew, my locks with the damp of night.”
(ה) קַ֥מְתִּֽי אֲנִ֖י לִפְתֹּ֣חַ לְדוֹדִ֑י וְיָדַ֣י נָֽטְפוּ־מ֗וֹר וְאֶצְבְּעֹתַי֙ מ֣וֹר עֹבֵ֔ר עַ֖ל כַּפּ֥וֹת הַמַּנְעֽוּל׃
(5) I rose to let in my beloved;
My hands dripped myrrh—
My fingers, flowing myrrh—
Upon the handles of the bolt.
(יד) בְּרַ֣ח ׀ דּוֹדִ֗י וּֽדְמֵה־לְךָ֤ לִצְבִי֙ א֚וֹ לְעֹ֣פֶר הָֽאַיָּלִ֔ים עַ֖ל הָרֵ֥י בְשָׂמִֽים׃
(14) “Hurry, my beloved,
Swift as a gazelle or a young stag,
To the hills of spices!”
(יב) עַד־שֶׁ֤הַמֶּ֙לֶךְ֙ בִּמְסִבּ֔וֹ נִרְדִּ֖י נָתַ֥ן רֵיחֽוֹ׃ (יג) צְר֨וֹר הַמֹּ֤ר ׀ דּוֹדִי֙ לִ֔י בֵּ֥ין שָׁדַ֖י יָלִֽין׃
While the king was on his couch,
My nard gave forth its fragrance. My beloved to me is a bag of myrrh
Lodged between my breasts.
(ט) מַה־דּוֹדֵ֣ךְ מִדּ֔וֹד הַיָּפָ֖ה בַּנָּשִׁ֑ים מַה־דּוֹדֵ֣ךְ מִדּ֔וֹד שֶׁכָּ֖כָה הִשְׁבַּעְתָּֽנוּ׃
What sort of beloved is your beloved?
O fairest of women?
What sort of beloved is your beloved?
That you adjure us so?
(יב) וַיִּשְׁלַ֤ח וַיְבִיאֵ֙הוּ֙ וְה֣וּא אַדְמוֹנִ֔י עִם־יְפֵ֥ה עֵינַ֖יִם וְט֣וֹב רֹ֑אִי
וַיֹּ֧אמֶר יְהֹוָ֛ה ק֥וּם מְשָׁחֵ֖הוּ כִּי־זֶ֥ה הֽוּא׃
(12) So they sent and brought him. He was ruddy-cheeked, bright-eyed, and handsome. And the LORD said, “Rise and anoint him, for this is the one.”
(טז) חִכּוֹ֙ מַֽמְתַקִּ֔ים וְכֻלּ֖וֹ מַחֲמַדִּ֑ים זֶ֤ה דוֹדִי֙ וְזֶ֣ה רֵעִ֔י בְּנ֖וֹת יְרוּשָׁלָֽ͏ִם׃
(16) His mouth is delicious
And all of him is delightful.
Such is my beloved,
Such is my darling,
O maidens of Jerusalem!