“My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening.My heart pounded for him.”
Song of Solomon 5:4 (WEB)
Context Reading
2I was asleep, but my heart was awake.It is the voice of my beloved who knocks:“Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;for my head is filled with dew,and my hair with the dampness of the night.” 3I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on?I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them? 4My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening.My heart pounded for him. 5I rose up to open for my beloved.My hands dripped with myrrh,my fingers with liquid myrrh,on the handles of the lock. 6I opened to my beloved;but my beloved left, and had gone away.My heart went out when he spoke.I looked for him, but I didn’t find him.I called him, but he didn’t answer.