I sleep, H3463 but my heart H3820 wakes: H5782 it is the voice H6963 of my beloved H1730 that knocks, H1849 saying, Open H6605 to me, my sister, H269 my love, H7474 my dove, H3123 my undefiled: H8535 for my head H7218 is filled H4390 with dew, H2919 and my locks H6977 with the drops H7447 of the night. H3915

They that did feed H398 delicately H4574 are desolate H8074 in the streets: H2351 they that were brought H539 up in scarlet H8144 embrace H2263 dunghills. H830

(Of whom G3739 the world G2889 was not worthy: G514 ) they wandered G4105 in deserts, G2047 and in mountains, G3735 and in dens G4693 and caves G3692 of the earth. G1093