¹ By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

⁶ I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, `and' was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

⁹ With my soul have I desired thee in the night; yea, with my spirit within me will I seek thee earnestly: for when thy judgments are in the earth, the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness.

⁷ Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest `thy flock', Where thou makest `it' to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

⁸ whom not having seen ye love; on whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice greatly with joy unspeakable and full of glory:

¹⁷ He saith unto him the third time, Simon, `son' of John, lovest thou me? Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, Lovest thou me? And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee. Jesus saith unto him, Feed my sheep.

²⁴ Strive to enter in by the narrow door: for many, I say unto you, shall seek to enter in, and shall not be able.

⁶ Seek ye Jehovah while he may be found; call ye upon him while he is near:

⁸ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.

¹ Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Jehovah.

² Lord, hear my voice: Let thine ears be attentive To the voice of my supplications.

² In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.

³ I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Selah

⁴ Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.

⁶ When I remember thee upon my bed, `And' meditate on thee in the night-watches.

⁷ For thou hast been my help, And in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.

⁸ My soul followeth hard after thee: Thy right hand upholdeth me.

² O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; Every night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

⁴ Stand in awe, and sin not: Commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah

⁸ Behold, I go forward, but he is not `there'; And backward, but I cannot perceive him;

⁹ On the left hand, when he doth work, but I cannot behold him; He hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him.