²⁸ and Jesus having turned unto them, said, `Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for me, but for yourselves weep ye, and for your children;

⁵ Dark `am' I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.

⁷ I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

⁵ I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

¹⁰ Its pillars he made of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst lined `with' love, By the daughters of Jerusalem.

¹⁶ His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `is' my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!

⁴ I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!