I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the does of the field, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.
Sustain me with raisins; refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love.
Therefore, confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.
I appeal to you, brothers, by our Lord Jesus Christ and by the love of the Spirit, to strive together with me in your prayers to God on my behalf,
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases.
I am very dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.