¹ By night on my bed I was looking for him who is the love of my soul: I was looking for him, but I did not see him.

⁶ I made the door open to my loved one; but my loved one had taken himself away, and was gone, my soul was feeble when his back was turned on me; I went after him, but I did not come near him; I said his name, but he gave me no answer.

⁹ In the night the desire of my soul has been for you; early will my spirit be searching for you; for when your punishments come on the earth, the people of the world will get the knowledge of righteousness.

⁷ Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?

⁸ To whom your love is given, though you have not seen him; and the faith which you have in him, though you do not see him now, gives you joy greater than words and full of glory:

¹⁷ He said to him a third time, Simon, son of John, am I dear to you? Now Peter was troubled in his heart because he put the question a third time, Am I dear to you? And he said to him, Lord, you have knowledge of all things; you see that you are dear to me. Jesus said to him, Then give my sheep food.

²⁴ Do your best to go in by the narrow door, for I say to you, A number will make the attempt to go in, but will not be able to do so.

⁶ Make search for the Lord while he is there, make prayer to him while he is near:

⁸ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you see my loved one, what will you say to him? That I am overcome with love.

¹ <A Song of the going up.> Out of the deep have I sent up my cry to you, O Lord.

² Lord, let my voice come before you: let your ears be awake to the voice of my prayer.

² In the day of my trouble, my heart was turned to the Lord: my hand was stretched out in the night without resting; my soul would not be comforted.

³ I will keep God in memory, with sounds of grief; my thoughts are troubled, and my spirit is overcome. (Selah.)

⁴ You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.

⁶ When the memory of you comes to me on my bed, and when I give thought to you in the night-time.

⁷ Because you have been my help, I will have joy in the shade of your wings.

⁸ My soul keeps ever near you: your right hand is my support.

² O my God, I make my cry in the day, and you give no answer; and in the night, and have no rest.

⁶ The voice of my sorrow is a weariness to me; all the night I make my bed wet with weeping; it is watered by the drops flowing from my eyes.

⁴ Let there be fear in your hearts, and do no sin; have bitter feelings on your bed, but make no sound. (Selah.)

⁸ See, I go forward, but he is not there; and back, but I do not see him;

⁹ I am looking for him on the left hand, but there is no sign of him; and turning to the right, I am not able to see him.