Cantique des Cantiques 5:2DRA
Bible Catholique · DRA · Verset 2 sur 16
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"I sleep, but my heart waketh: the voice of my beloved that knocketh, , Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night."
En contexte
1I am come into my garden, my sister, spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2I sleep, but my heart waketh: the voice of my beloved that knocketh, , Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole , and my bowels were moved for him.