Lyrics:

I Sleep Yet My Heart Is Awake

it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying

`Open to me, my sister,
my dove, my undefiled
for my head is filled with dew
and my locks with the drops of the night.’

I have put off my coat
how shall I put it on?
I have washed my feet
how shall I defile them?

My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door
and my heart was moved for him

I rose up to open to my beloved
and my hands dripped with myrrh
I opened to my beloved
but my beloved had withdrawn himself and was gone

My soul failed when he spoke
My soul failed when he spoke

I rose up to open to my beloved
and my hands dripped with myrrh
I opened to my beloved
but my beloved had withdrawn himself and was gone

My soul failed when he spoke
My soul failed when he spoke