Longing for Her Beloved
O1 that you were to me like a brother 2I would lead you and bring you
3His left hand is under my head, 4O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you:
The Friends
W5ho is this coming up from the wilderness,
The Bride
S6et me as a seal over your heart, 7Mighty waters cannot quench love;
The Friends
W8e have a little sister, 9If she is a wall,
The Bride
I10 am a wall, 11Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon. 12But my own vineyard is mine to give;
The Bridegroom
Y13ou who dwell in the gardens,
The Bride
C14ome away, my beloved,