Song 5:6-8

6I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and was gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but did not find him; I called him, but he gave no answer.7Making their rounds in the city the sentinels found me; they beat me, they wounded me, they took away my mantle, those sentinels of the walls.8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him this: I am faint with love.