I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, into the chamber of her who conceived me.
I 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.*
But now thus says the LORD who created you, Ya`akov, and he who formed you, Yisra'el: *Don't be afraid, for I have redeemed you. I have called you by your name. You are mine.
Yeshua turned, and saw them following, and said to them, *What are you looking for?* They said to him, *Rabbi* (which is to say, being interpreted, Rabbi), *where are you staying?*
The same came to him by night, and said to him, *Rabbi, we know that you are a teacher come from God, for no one can do these signs that you do, unless God is with him.*
The LORD called yet again, Shemu'el. Shemu'el arose and went to `Eli, and said, Here am I; for you called me. He answered, I didn't call, my son; lie down again.